Friday, March 30, 2018

89/365/Secrets and Lies in 56

I thought telling secrets and lies all month would be easy, but no. I’ve been too depressed to make things up. My brain isn’t accessing my lies or theirs. I thought I knew way more secrets about myself and other people. Maybe I do, but they’re buried deep, like secrets are meant to be. For now.


  1. Even my lies are part-truths this month. Original fiction isn't my strength. I'm really sorry you have had such a tough month. I can only imagine (though I can't, of course) the outrageous lies you would have told in better circumstances.

  2. I hope April is better for you.