The Organized Mayhem Manifesto

Moments Made of Glass

Published on: 05/03/2019

I watched as the mug slipped from my fingers. Felt time slow down to give me a glimpse of the details in the seconds to come; allowing me to view each millisecond as it passed. It fell slowly to the tile floor, and collapsed on itself before exploding, on impact, into a thousand tiny shards of pottery. In mere seconds, what was once whole and complete, was now scattered around the dining room.

Hitting Rock Bottom

Published on: 26/02/2019

Hitting rock bottom. It means you dug, or fell, as far as the rocky layer in the ground. For me, it means, looking up and waiting for a ladder to drop down and get me out of the mess I’ve created for myself. It’s not easy to admit I messed up.