its times like these, when it rains like it shouldnt and the clouds are close enough to lick, that re-evaluation is the order of the day. ive been told since i was a wii lad that loose lips sink ships. when i was young i thought it was in regards to the game battleship, but now i realize the power that misspoken words can carry. information- especially that of the secretive nature - should not be used as a lording power, nor should it be used in a manner that makes the carrier feel more important than the unknowing lot. secrets, no matter how damaging they may be, should be kept as such...secretive. and no matter how the wine flows, or the stories are told, or the nature of the conversation strays, its never warranted to divulge the golden egg to the jackals. they'll only rip it apart and look for ways to make the golden egg work for them. and this is my fault.
so this ship that my lips are sinking now must be carried back to shore. and its a heavy weight to be sure that rests painfully on my shoulders. but it is my burden alone, and it needs to be seen through.