Sometimes people forget that you're not just a butterfly or a beetle trapped in their insectarium, but you might own an insectarium yourself. So they can't expect to find the same colors and shapes under your name every time they decide to pay you a visit, but they might encounter a whole world, as diverse and even as chaotic as life itself sometimes seems. You aren't here to soothe them, to tuck them into bed, to sing them a lullaby, you won't offer them a safe place to hide from the crushing...