Doors

JRR Tolkien told us “It’s a dangerous business going out your front door.”

If that’s the case, I was thrown off the cliff this morning when I bitched that my internet was down, and all the things I should be doing wasn’t going to get down. “Pick a new word” she responded, and I knew right away she was right. What the hell was I doing inside on a beautiful summer’s day in NYC anyway? I went to the study, grabbed the can & drew the word.

Doors.

Something about a door always sparks a curiosity in me. When those hinges creak open, what’s on the other side? Who has the key to that door in their pocket? I get insane desire to peep through the keyhole, spy the world that exists on the other side.

Doesn’t everyone want to look inside a medicine cabinet when in someone else’s bathroom?

In the end though, strange doors are still magical and mystical, but could never to compare the greatest door of all… you’re own.