Sense, this makes none
Why does everything have to be so logical? Everything has to match, be symmetrical or otherwise make sense. There is no room for chaos, no place for incomplete.
As perfect is the enemy of done so is flawless the opposite of beauty. Those things that are just a little a bit off make everything more complete. But I just can't leave it there. I need to make it whole. Even if it breaks it. Or rather, I can't break it to make it whole.