Enjoying Confusion

One of the errors that I have noticed in my personal meditation practice occurs when I make meaning or a story around 'confusion' or 'the babbling noise of the mind', aka. wandering thoughts. Is there anything inherently bad about wandering thoughts that we would want to wipe them out altogether? I think what happens for me is that I tack on many storylines about wandering thoughts (I have them because I am a bad practitioner, I am lazy, etc.) and these storylines only worsen the state and power of those thoughts.
   Abiding in thoughts means exactly that: a person just 'swims' in them. This is quite different from being averse to wandering thoughts. When I am averse to anything, I am giving it a power and existence that it often does not warrant. A key example might be thoughts about the future. I might worry a great deal about the future, never realizing that this 'future' is only a thought that has arisen and fallen away. But what am I really reacting to? A real 'future' that is 'out there' or is it just a past thought?
  It's helpful to perhaps read a lot of 19th century writers like William James and Virginia Woolf, around what they referred to as stream-of-consciousness. By comparing consciousness to a stream, both writers have suggested that thoughts really lack a permanence or an ability to 'stick' to the world. It seems that this is much easier to realize when one is not entrenched in notions of the self that often arise when one has distinct social roles. But still, are any of these social roles permanent or enduring? Why should I assign 'order' to one set of thoughts and 'chaos' to another, when in fact they are all parts of a never ending stream of thought? As long as I differentiate the orderly from the chaotic thoughts, I am bound to create a kind of sense of self that moves toward the order and away from the chaos. But again, is there any difference between ordered and chaotic thinking? If not, why not enjoy the confusing cascade of these thoughts and not get so compelled by them?