we probably all have a big secret we're just dying to tell before we die. we're just trying to understand it first before we tell it, but it's probably slipping out anyway. we may tell it another way. secrets are always meant to be told. if not it's almost as if they don't exist, and what would be the point of a secret that doesn't exist? right? secrets have their own life and we are here to tell it. one way or another the secret is going to come to be told as change is coming to change us.