PostSecret is an ongoing community art project where people mail in their secrets anonymously on one side of a homemade postcard. I find it to be an amazing sociological experiment. Plus, it's just plain fun to see what secrets people are willing to share — and how many of the secrets resonate in me.
I've been saving my favorite PostSecret cards on my computer. Now I plan to share them on my blog with a link back to the original site so you can go look at the rest of them yourself and find the secrets that resonate with you.
This week, these struck a chord:
When I was little and worked at my dad's pizza shop, I'd sing my lungs out when I went out back to empty the trash. There were train tracks running behind the building. I was hoping the engineers would hear me and be impressed.
Me too! That's why I'm on this Creative Journey! It's one of the reasons I'm in counseling, too.
I don't hate my brain, but I feel sorry for it sometimes that its chemistry is off. I'd like to take it out and re-wire it so that it works without so much struggle.
Please. Please ask me. You'll probably appreciate my response. I may say yes. But you've got to ask.
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