ugly as...secrets

...i hate secrets...i hate keeping them...i hate it when the only reason you are keeping a secret is because someone you know will get in deep shite with someone else if they found out...and you know that the secret you are keeping is one, that should be out in the open...because someone is being hurt without them knowing it...know what i mean?

while looking through my stuff that i had stored at a friends place
i spied this cabinet stored off to one side...the wood was ugly and dirty, it's stain had yellowed to ugliness, covered in dust, kids felt tip drawings, finger prints over the doors, spilt coffee marks,...just ugly and discarded as if it held some deep secret and would never see the light of day again...because it knew too much...

of course...i poked my nose in...i couldn't leave it like that...i saw it's potential...did anyone want it...was it to be thrown out...was it for sale...
  secret revealed: 

1. yep it was for sale
2. it had been hidden there
3. the owner's wife had moved out of the home
4. the owner had been having an affair
5. the owner had told the wife he had sold it 
6. but he hadn't
7. he was denying the affair
8. the person storing the cabinet was his friend and the storer knew the secret
9. the owner was using the friend as his alibi while he was out and about with other women
10. the owner would take whatever i'd pay for it, because apparently, it was sold anyway...so he couldn't really argue!

     so...
                 

           i bought it! what's $20 among secret holders aye?
                     
           i had in mind to paint the whole thing cream...


                 but i cleaned it down...took the doors off and started painting...and realised i don't paint all that well....and i was getting too frustrated...so i put it back together and stood back and well, i just fell in love with it...sometimes less is more...
             and now it has life...and no secrets...no shame attached...
                      hmmm... man isn't life funny...
                              just as you are writing about a funny little cabinet....
                                                 you just go pop....and you get it!