Friday, June 09, 2006
(8:11 AM) | Tara Smith:
Friday Afternoon Confessional: Cruel and Pretty
I confess that my sins are boring. I confess that when I was asked to speak to a 12-step recovery group last week I considered inventing personal addictions so that my life would sound "edgier" and make more sense in that context. I confess that even that last statement is abjectly false: I'm so boring that I would never just "make stuff up."I confess that I'm making time to drive eleven hours over the next thirty to visit my friend who just had a baby when I couldn't make the same time to visit my grandma who is undergoing chemotherapy for breast cancer. I confess that, while uninteresting, I am certainly contemptible.
I confess that despite everything I harbor an unreasonable amount of goodwill toward myself. I confess that I also harbor an unreasonable affinity for the British spelling of words like "harbour" but that I could never bring myself to actually use that spelling without scare quotes.
I confess that the hardest part about writing this post was coming up with a title.
