I confess I worry about a long drive.

I confess I hate long drives, especially when I'm tired.

I confess that I'm still hungry.

I confess I may have a new job prospect (but I won't know for a little while yet - keep your fingers crossed)

I confess, it's hard to type with my fingers crossed ... but for you, MM, you bet. :D

I confess I am hoping for musicman

I confess I will never drive to LAX again..........EVER!!

I confess that I am blessed.

I confess I know I am blessed, too, jennaflower.

I confess to having more impure thoughts.

i confess I'm wondering if it's pointless to try

I confess, I'm a bit tired.

I confess I am having impure thoughts

I confess that a phone call a little earlier caught me completely off-guard.