I try to live by the thought that if I tell the truth I don’t need to have a perfect memory. The biggest secrets of my electronic life are easily forgotten. Oh, my stars, I bet there are more secrets that were poured into my ears over the years I have forgotten than I can imagine. I keep secrets very well and I sleep happily at night knowing that my “tick-a-lock” lips are sealed for all those who entrust things to me. Does the teller really want “it” kept under my hat or is there alternative motives?ĭoes the teller want “it” known but just doesn’t know how to get it out there, into the world? Yes, secrets are mysterious and wonderfully accepted ways of communication. Or is there something sinister, which is where my mind sometimes goes. You have to admit that when someone tells you a secret there is often an undercurrent that might be asking, “Why are you telling me this important bit of information?” Is it that the secret is really something that needs to be addressed by the secret teller and they just don’t know what to do? Keeping secrets is a time-honored tradition.
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