The Secret of Being

by Scott Sutton

But intimacy isn’t found in the absence of secrets; it’s found in vulnerability.

Identity can’t be assigned; it must be experienced, it must be known. It demands struggle.

“Does our world reflect the sun like that, too?” “Yes. Though sometimes it feels so dark down here that I can’t fathom how. Sometimes it feels like we live on the one planet in the universe where light goes to die.”