If that is insanity, then consider me insane. I always try to make sense of things, I have done it since I was a child. I would look at seemingly random things and make patterns. I would look at an odd looking tree and see the Fibonacci sequence. I would always find order, and when I can't find any order, I would get upset, and try and get away from the irrational, randomness.
To me, nothing can be absolutely random, it all fits certain patterns just to fool a "normal" persons mind to make them think that it is completely impossible to find a pattern.
I find beauty in structure and order, and non-structured things are ugly.