the equation

Some things just don't add up, I suppose. Its like, I wish life as as simple as A+B=C. Like all the limits were defined and all the symbols and numbers all add up. But it doesn't. There is always some hidden thing here, there, or other. Some fine print, some unwritten rule, some unknown factor that trips you up, that makes you stumble and fall, or even stump you dry. Like suddenly all the rules you were taught in school (BODMAS or some crap like that) became void. That now, there are new rules, ones you don't know about, ones you've never even thought conceivable. But there they are.

So, Cherie's made a new decision- she's going to assume all the rules are void and re-discover what each symbol, each movement, each part of the grand equation really means. Then maybe she'd be closer to figuring out what all this hoopla is all about.