I admit: have never made a soufflé. I am not a good cook. I am founder and curator of The Burnt Food Museum (http://www.BurntFoodMuseum.com.)
But I understand that cooking is a metaphor for life.
Each day is like a recipe and the order in which you do things can influence the flavor and the effect each ingredient and step has on the others.
Just the meal you meant to make.
But, like in cooking – mine, for example – the recipe doesn’t always flow. You suddenly have an idea, something you impulsively decide to add – or you get distracted and pots on the back burner char, or never get turned on, and then you improvise – and the meal is something completely different than you planned.
Each day is a new soufflé.
(NOTE: Yes, I know this picture is not of a soufflé but I think it may be as close as I’ve ever gotten.)