Life can be viewed as a room full of doors connected to rooms full of doors.

     All we have to do is figure out which doors to open and which doors to leave closed.  As long as they don’t hit us in the butt when we go through them we usually do OK.

     While it might be “comfortable” to not open any doors----we kind of opened the door about “opening doors” when we were born.  By the time we get old enough to realize that we have a choice about the doors we open (even between seemingly identical doors); we have already opened quite a few of the wrong doors----along with the many correct ones that we have opened. 

     Some of the doors that we learned how to “pick” the locks on----perhaps should have been left locked.  There were likely lots of other less attractive doors that remained unopened----and some that were just not recognized as doors.

     While some doors will let us back-track into previous rooms----others slam shut with the certainty of a sunset---or a sunrise.  Even rooms that we do find our way back into never look quite the same after being in the others.

     And don’t you hate those doors left seductively ajar?

     And yes, it is a good idea to avoid the ones with bars whenever possible----but sometimes even those are required of us.

     There are very few rooms with no doors to other rooms----except perhaps the last one. 

     When you find yourself in such a room----with seemingly no door----you might have to use a window.  There is usually a way out---or in---depending on how you are looking at the situation.

     Then there are the doors that merely take us to the place where we already are.

     And isn’t that the way it is anyway?

     Then again perhaps life is a box of chocolates after all.

PS

     Was the internet invented because of the demise of keyholes?

Charles Buell

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