Comfortably chaotic might be the best to describe it. That's exactly how my room looked like while I was painting it (and until now) and I never wanted to clean it. I think cleaning takes so much of my time, it overwhelms me when there's a lot of things to do and as a coping mechanism, I overthink. LOL. So these girls, I see them as me, but as a separate from my real self. They surround me and each one of them has a different agenda/likes/needs/wants.