Sunday Secrets

Nashville, TN:

On Sunday mornings,

if I'm not returning home on a bus,

I find myself in my jammies,

in my office,

on my computer.

(This can also be true for most mornings at home.)

On Sunday mornings,

specifically,

I go to PostSecret

and read their

latest entries.

Sometimes funny.

Sometimes sad.

Sometimes perfect.

And sometimes I wonder if any were written for me.

Or if there are any that I could have written myself.

Then I saw this:

and realized

I was sitting the EXACT same way

(coffee and all).

Looks my Sunday secret didn't quite make it here yet,

but at least they've gotten my look down.