Secrets yet to be discovered.

Letting  people know what I’m all about. That’s no problem. If they let me know what they are all about.  Means that I’m not particularly shy about revealing secrets. Because secrets often beget secrets. Anyway, I’m baffled why people keep so many secrets. It’s unnecessary. Sometimes, people hide things just for the sake of hiding ‘em. With no good reason.  Guess it’s really that they want to be secretive.  Because that adds to the mystery.  Makes ‘em seem mysterious. An image they apparently like.  But I’m for revelation. For uncovering secrets.  Maybe that makes me dangerous. But really, it makes me curious.  And that’s a good trait.  Thing is, we never learn everything about anyone.  Because there’s so much to learn.  One can’t do it in a single lifetime. I don’t even know everything about myself. And I’ve been living with myself every day. Haven’t missed a single day so far.  Suppose I have secrets that I don’t even know I have. They have yet to be discovered. By me, or anyone. –Jim Broede