"You can usually tell if someone has their shit together just by looking at their house, yard or car."
I read this remark. Is it true?
Haha! I got the backyard together nicely for the storm (great exercise!), and will be raking up branches and palm fronds for days, but soon back to chaos as usual. Finally cleaned out my rusty, mud splattered old SUV a while back when had to get a new tire. House is ongoing projects, boxes of papers, books, tools, found objects to sort through someday. Fibber McGee's Closet, squared!
My motto: Messy desk, messy mind!
I don't think so. Controlled chaos!
Sometimes even the perfect facade can't contain the chaos indefinitely. Endless fodder for literature. Consider Richard Cory, who "glittered when he walked." The works of Cheever, Fitzgerald, Austen, Brookner, Galsworthy, James, Williams, Marquand, Tolstoy, Waugh, etc.
And for the daily news. When I was thirteen, I got up one Sunday morning, turned on the radio, and was stunned to hear of a local double murder-suicide at the picture perfect home of what had appeared to be an equally picture perfect family. Nothing is as it seems.
@warped Reminds me of David Lynch, what darkness hides behind the white picket fences... particularly in Blue Velvet and later, Twin Peaks.