William is looking for the hard way out.

"I figure that trying to put it together is the problem."

"What?"

"Putting it all together."

"Putting what together?"

"That thing."

"What?"

"These pieces do not go together. Least they don't go together perfectly--nowhere near perfect, matter of fact. They finally fit together like round pegs in square holes and then it somehow works without your help at all."

"What are you talking about?"

"Well our job is to stay out of the way. That is doing something, now that I think about it."

"What?"

"I'm talking about what goes on in our life. It seems to be floating all around me, like huge pieces of a puzzles that seem to automatically get me involved in trying to piece them together."

"Makes sense."

"You know what's interesting? The pieces all fit. They all join, but that's the fucking problem, they are not suppose to. Chaos is really what's there, and needs to be navigated by you not trying to piece it together. Your effort fucks it up."

"That makes sense."

"It does?"

"No."

"I feel set up when I go back in there and try working a so called problem in my day. I do my thing of thinking about something, sizing up the problem and reaching a resolution that will allow me to be comfortable for a few hours until something else bothers me, or that puzzle comes undone. The pieces of my life that fit together is smoke and mirrors. It's a fucking joke. Don't you understand?"

"Huh?"

"When it really works the pieces of my life will come together in a way that looks incongruent to the naked eye. Outsiders will not be able to see how that is going to come together, and will file you away as an idiot. They will have no choice but to think your methods are insane. They will see that what makes sense to the naked eye fits, and will even try to fit it together themselves, because people love easy puzzles."

"What is my method?"

"Your method is to not do anything right away. The doing something is the problem. You will see pieces that work perfectly together and you shouldn't do a damn thing. You should sit on your hands. As you wait beyond the so called easy answers that appears; the ones people will scream you take. The real answers will begin to materialized if you wait. They will be ushered by your gut feeling. They will be undeniable. Your method is to try this next thing."

"You're always looking for the hard way out."

"It eventually becomes the easy way."