Last night, it rained hard. I tried to read the Chaos, and focused on relations between the chaos and the quantum mechanics. But rhythms of the rain forced me to sleep. I woke up with a shock, in about 22.30. I had to get my dinner, so I forced myself to get up, and watched the TV to avoid getting asleep. It was X-Files (my only favourite movie at present, but as you have known, I hate TV). The story was about Mulder’s theory on chaos (he left Scully to investigate a case on chaos), and mainly about Scully’s on-going experience with chaos (very often accident/disorder that led to a pattern/order). Funny. I had several ideas on chaos in my mind too before watching Scully. Is it a coincident event?
Nah. It was a pattern.