Do chaos and harmony exist apart from each other?

She is sitting by the wall, warming up the floor under her, freezing badly.

She is in harmony. At that specific moment she is in such harmony that her courage is ready to freeze her to death. Today she found the courage to reject an offer. That was an offer neglecting all her principles but offering her a high grade. She decided to decline and do HER project by herself, no matter how hard it is going to be. She wanted to cry, but tears were drying before escaping her eyes, she wanted to shout but the most beautiful people kept coming to her with their bright ideas. So she swallowed those tears, smiled as naturally as an Oscar winner would and cursed herself for being so weak. Those thoughts were her chaos, and the beautiful people her harmony.

They were rude. Those girls offering her their project. Cursing, laughing, making fun. As if they were giving her diamonds for free. That was her chaos, her choice of her freedom, her strive for independence, that was her chaos. Her chaos IS beautiful, magnetic, pure. She left that group. She is no longer freezing. She gets a call, an offer for a hug, that’s a friend who loves her chaos, her harmony, her madness and her whole.