I've resigned myself to the fact that I will encounter many things I simply will not understand. I have been continually baffled and confused, and I've trained myself to resist the urge for sense and logic.

But sometimes that false complacency is shaken. I do want an explanation, a moment of "Oh, I seeee". I want to take it home and hang it on my door.

And then I just get way too creeped out and walk away.