We tend to feel easier when we know what’s going on. As long
as there’s something that resembles a rational explanation for the frequently
chaotic nature of our existence, it makes the whole mess feel a little less
daunting. Hell, my entire line of work relies on people wanting explanations
for things, or at the very least, a perspective that could possibly give way to
explanations. But when we can’t quite figure out what is happening around us,
we tap into the one database we have permanent access to for answers: Our
minds.
