Wednesday, August 11, 2010

Thoughts while being Fitted for my Pope Hat

I got married. I smoke pot. I'm pregnant. I'm quitting my job. I'm a lesbian. I'm getting a divorce. I have a terminal illness that no one knows about. I had an affair. I'm filing for bankruptcy. I have a drug problem . I have a child that no one knows about. I hear voices. I tried to kill myself. I had an abortion. I had a condom get lost 'in there'.

My entire life people have told me their secrets. I don't know why. I've never really thought about it until recently. Everyday a new secret. You would think it would only be close friends, but sadly no. Doctor's offices, Walmart, church, waitress' while I'm out to dinner; all places people confess their inner thoughts or secrets to me.

Do I mind? No, not at all. I'm not the type of person that runs and tells other people's business. My only problem is, does anyone know where I can get a portable confession booth?


  1. you know... that is just the tip of the iceberg my