The Random Nature of Things

I take the time, as I walk from the car to the house, to smell the flowers that have bloomed and will quickly fall from my apple tree.For me, time has paused. But not for my surroundings. The flower petals continue to fall. The bee buzzes on from flower cluster to flower cluster.
Why does he not remain in one cluster?
A conversation between my personalities ensued.

Engineer:
Why does he randomly jump from one cluster to another?
Athlete:
Being random about his business allows him to remain active... notice how he uses all his muscles and pauses only briefly to take some nectar from the flower.
Engineer:
Yeah, but it would be more efficient if he were to take the nectar from all flowers in one cluster and return home.
Strategist:
If all bees followed that philosophy, the closest cluster would never recover from the constant pestering by the bees; and once that cluster dies, the next-closest one would.
Engineer:
Not if each bee targets a cluster all to itself.
Optimist:
And in doing so, the bees would tire of repeatedly experiencing the same part of the tree, losing his sense of exploration and belonging.
Engineer:
But it would service the hive.
Scientist:
Fascinating how, together, they can then carry a large amount of nectar back home... and yet they don't interfer with each other. A system of interdependence without infraction on independence. What you propose would hurt the hive by hurting the members of the hive, rather than service the hive as a whole.

A silence ensued.
And so it was that the engineer sulked while the rest of me enjoyed the moment in time that had paused.