That reminds me of a short science fiction story, (I think by Isaac Asimov?) but I can't for the life of me remember what the title was. The protagonist was a writer, who began begrudge the time he would wait for his bus and time waiting for red lights and time waiting in general. By virtue of some machine, he was able to get everything in his life in sync, so that he never had to wait for other people or other things anymore. By the end however, he was unable to write anymore because he found that those times of randomness were when he was able to find his inspiration.

The following is a vignette from a series of vignettes on improv by Billy Merritt:

[THUMP, THUMP, CRASH]
The closet door explodes outward and inside the closet there is a 6 foot worm standing upright. It is green with bits of moist hair all over the body. The head of the worm has two giant eyes that always seems to be crying, and pinchers for a mouth. It makes a noise that is a cross between a hiss and a donkey bray.

Creature: What the fuck is that?!?!

MASTER: That is my worm.

Creature: Your what?

MASTER: My worm. We all have them.

Creature: I'm pretty sure I don't have a worm. I think I would know if I had something like that.

MASTER: Yours may not be as big, but you definitely have one, I can tell.

Crerature: How can you tell I have something like that? Is it inside me? Will it kill me? Jesus, get it out of me!

MASTER: EASY. Once you become an improviser, once you feel you have it down enough that you can improvise with anyone at any time. A worm develops inside you.

Creature: You mean once I finally get it, I get this, this worm inside me. I don't want that, it's disgusting.

[the worm weeps a little louder]

MASTER: The worm is all your bad habits. All the rules you break in order to make a scene work. It feeds off of your bad habits it lives off of denials and bad object work.

Creature: Well then don't you want to kill the worm. Your worm is so big.

MASTER: Thank you. You can't kill the worm, just like you can't eliminate all bad habits. Sometimes you have to break the rules in order to further the scene and go where you never thought you could. You must except your worm, you have a symbiotic relationship with it.

Creature: How do you know when you have a worm?

MASTER: You will know. It will speak to you. You will find yourself doing a scene and you will realize that what you are doing is wrong, then a little voice will say "do it, see what happens" , that is the worm.

Creature: Should I always listen to my worm?

MASTER: No, if you feed it too much it will consume you. You need to develop a relationship with your worm, know your worm, know when to let your worm out to play, and also know when to keep your worm inside.

Creature: Why is your worm so big?

MASTER: I'm a level 37 improviser, a shaft of light, My worm has grown along with me. But I still have to control it, make sure it doesn't get out of hand, or out of the closet.

Creature: What happens if you lose your worm, or if it dies.

MASTER: Then you become a improrobot, making automatic responses, and doing automatic scenes. You run a risk of losing your creativity, your life force. You lose the truth.

Creature: So I must embrace my worm.

MASTER: Yes. Would you like to touch my worm?

Creature: No.

WORM: HSSSSSSSEEEOOOORRRRRRWWWWWWW.

- http://www.improvresourcecenter.com/mb/showthread.php?s=51a2...

I don't think it's anyone's place to say what your worm is and what it isn't, only you know, but I think it's interesting to think about.