There seems to be something about the middle of the night. I find myself, kept awake by aches, pains, or worries, putzing on the computer. I try to do work, to read, but 0300 isn’t much good for concentration. And often, when I’m just about done with humanity, when I’m starting to get bogged down by the spam and bots and stupid posturing… I run into something like this.
Myspace.com Blogs – Q & A – PostSecret MySpace Blog
The top part is the normal PostSecret kind of thing. Moving, as always. But look below. Look at the comments, at the number of people willingly sharing their own information. Look at the positive return comments – how they’ve not been burned by this.
The people who have texted me their secrets have restored my faith in humanity! I gives me a sense of peace to know that I am not the only one who has gone thru what these people have sent to me!
If you don’t wish to text anyone, and can’t wait for a postcard – you can also use SecretTweet. You don’t need to have a twitter account to use this.
Because once you admit it to someone else, then you can admit it to yourself.postsecret, humanity