There are secrets we all keep, both good and bad. Amazingly, the last thing most people think about is how it may afffect others in our lives until it's too late to control the outcome.
A mound of truth lies in every story written, be it about love, mystery or our fears. The flaws we allow others to see depend upon our relation to who see them. I don't mind pointing out imperfections in myself and/or others. Where feelings do matter to me, I find it a shame that we don't simply open ourselves up sooner to everyone we choose to associate with. I think it would eliminate tons of confusion and time wasted on people we truly have no intention of being with or around for long.
I find it more laughable than upsetting when secrets are revealed. At one time I thought it was a cover-up. With a life filled with a number of tragic moments of my own, I realize if that snake would have hissed instead of creeping, I would have walked the other way. Do I have a right to be angry with the snake for biting me? Maybe, but he doesn't care. Hearing him as he was feeling me, I'd have avoided his territory and set traps to keep him off mine.
We all have lessons to learn. I still don't understand why it takes tragedy to strike before the right choice is even considered. Eventually, we'll all be found out, in life or in death. I know already who will be saying what at my funeral. Trust me, they all have a different story. They're all true, just a different part of me. Additionally, I know who won't show up no matter how close we are now.
"Women of Impulse Collection" is exactly what it says. I guess my beginning this collection is my way of saying there are many women in me. Yes, I have secrets. No, not the ones spoken of in "Everybody's Girl." As the collection continues, another woman will reveal herself each time. Find out what her impulse is.