patterns

I'm thinking about patterns...and rituals. For instance, I haven't been consciously aware of this, but every evening when I get on the computer, I always do the exact same thing. And I like patterns. I notice them. They're proof that nothing is random. They epitomize the chaos theory. And they make life seem manageable. I guess patterns are there for me to feel "in control". When I'm happy, I'll go against the patterns, but when anything is bothering me, I like something to be constant, unchangeable. Then, I know that at least one thing is going to way it should.