Compartments

Life works so much better when everything has a place and there is a place for everything. Addresses neatly filed alphabetically, schedules of the day broken down in fifteen minute increments, even cutlery gets its own special compartment, you don't want the forks and spoons mixing--you could end up with a drawer full of sporks! Seems like there are folders for everything, folders in your email, folders on your C drive, folders in the filing cabinet, folders and subfolders of your vacation pictures, family pictures, pictures of friends, pictures of animals. We sort and divide everything, it gives us order and helps us to find things.
The problem is that life works so much better with compartments, but not everything in life can be compartmentalized. I can't file my memories into a good box and a bad box. I can't file my relationships into beneficial, and detrimental. Sure I can sort as much as possible, but there are always things that overlap, that are bigger than the category. Memories that are both good and bad, relationships that are so horrible or so great that they seem limited by their category. When you put somethings in compartments, it not only helps you manage it, but it makes it a more manageable size, and some things are not and should not be managed by us. Life can't all be fit into boxes, trying to fit them in all their seperate categories is like overcooking pasta, all that is left is an unrecognizeable goo, that looks nothing like the original. Sure it will fill you up, but is it really that appetizing?
People say there is beauty in order, but how ugly is an order that we don't understand, we want to fix it so we understand it. The same is true for life, I believe it has an order and design, but maybe we are incapable of understanding it, so we try to compartmentalize it, to bring it down to an understandable size. I don't know if i would rather understand everything or to live a life that can't fit into a compartment. The second option sounds pretty appealing.