Growing up in an emotionally chaotic environment pushes many otherwise healthy children to develop coping skills, keeping the fears of adult explosive displays of temper boxed in a cylinder rolling through their lives but moving past as a fall leaf tumbling along the sidewalk. The path is available to walk leaving the tumbling leaves as a brief flash in one’s memory. The need for normalcy feeds particular habits, meticulous in detail, yet suppressing the unbridled displays bursting through like circadian phenomenon omnipresent and inexplicable.