secrets...

lately i've been intrigued by the idea of secrets... i read a book called "can you keep a secret?" on my plane ride to san antonio... it was a fiction book - easy read... for entertainment... the main character was on a plane and ended up spilling all her secrets to a man who turns out to be her boss...

then... today, i read a quick article about postsecret... a website dedicated to publishing postcards of people's secrets... and there are testimonies about how free the people felt after they shared their secrets anonymously...

anyway... it all made me start thinking about the idea of secrets... what secrets do i have? what if the secrets i had were broadcasted for the world? would it become a point of stress - having all of my inside information available for the world? or would it be a huge relief?

and who earns the right to hear the secrets? does anyone deserve to be entrusted with someone's secrets? with whom should we share our secrets?

i know this doesn't make a lot of sense... it's all just kind of random thoughts... mostly, i'm trying to think of what secrets i have... i think i'm generally a pretty open-book type of person... but i'm sure there are some... but what do i do when i figure out what they are?

maybe i shouldn't think about it anymore...

on a much lighter note... i'm watching she's out of control with tony danza... matthew perry is in it... and he's also in friends... in friends, phoebe says that she always thought the song tiny dancer said "hold me closer, tony danza..." and all roads lead to tiny dancers or flavor flav once again...