Dirty little secrets
Now don’t get exercised, this is NO
explicit follow up on the post, Various States of Undress.
Everyone has little parts of themselves
they don’t generally share around because we worry about what others might
think about us.
We’ve all got them.
We all do weird stuff.
Sometimes we are not the person we want to
be.
That’s a dirty little secret.
Here’s some of ours, but we’re not saying
who owns what. Can you guess?
I’m addicted to
KFC and would eat it every week if I could get away with it. I know it’s bad for me, bad for the chickens
and bad for the environment.
Fish fingers are a major food group in my
life. Snap frozen processed supermarket
delights!
I don’t compost.
I totally love watching Glee.
I like Spam
sandwiches.
There’s a
processed food theme coming through here.
Before my current
relationship I had a sink obsession. It could never be dirty, littered with
washing up. It had to be completely and absolutely spotless and totally pristine. I’ve had
to hose myself down now someone else is in the house. But I still have to manage
the urge to clean it down just one more time.
What’s
your dirty little secret?