You know, of course, that our lives have never been set aright. I ought to speak for myself, naturally, but I suspect others will agree, most others. Nothing has been set aright, that is. There are so very many kinks and turns, pitfalls and living landmines that have arisen, only in the last decade or so, perhaps longer. There are pummelings on all sides and occasionally I falter, only to bring myself up again. Nothing is in order, as the Germans say. There is no closure, not a single actual conclusion. The myths remain, in order to give the illusion of comprehension and regularity, but they have little potency for me and those who are my kind.
Yet...you set things in order. You make your way clean and always tidy, simple and yet vastly nuanced. You have brought things in order...and not even for yourself!