I read one of the books holding hundreds of secrets, in about an hour.
I should have paused to register emotion.
Now it's a blur.
I'm excited to send away a secret.
It's ironic how we can anonymously publish our secrets for millions of people to read, but we can't tell the people closest to us how we really feel. The people we 'trust'.
Nifty.
Can't wait to look over the book more closely.
