The Jigsaw of Life?

There is a carelessness that comes of having a good idea where you fit into the world. The world in question need not be the world at large. It could be as small as your family unit, your work, your play. Great upheavals in our lives lead to a sense of something being askew. That something is us, and the difficulty in adjusting is to place a puzzle piece that doesn't quite fit. Do you reshape the piece, or recut the hole? Or simply try the piece in a different puzzle?