The professional [writer] is on a mission. He will not tolerate disorder. He eliminates chaos from his world in order to banish it from his mind. He wants the carpet vacuumed and the threshold swept, so the Muse may enter and not soil her gown.
—from The War of Art by Steven Pressfield

I aspire to such order—deeply—but my own pack-rat nature as well as my peripatetic life conspire against me.