Doors are funny things. the serve so many different purposes.
The open, they close, they can stand ajar.
They can keep people in or keep them out
They can keep you in or keep you out.
They can be locked, bolted, boarded or bricked up.
They can hide all manner of things,
secrets, mysteries, adventures, treasures.
They can stand open with a warm welcoming glow or they can be slammed in your face as you approach them.
They can be physical, metaphorical or even metaphysical......
So many great stories begin with a key or a secret hidden door.
The possibilities are endless.
Some say that as one closes another one opens. I'm not sure I go along with this, as it presupposes that all doors are intrinsically linked and maintain a permanent universal balance with half of them open and half of them closed at any given time. It also presupposes an all powerful door keeper who decides which doors are to be opened to you and which are locked. I don't like any argument that suggests that we don't have free will and our paths are mapped out for us by some godlike being.
I prefer to view each closed door as a new challenge and each open door as a new adventure. But then maybe I'm just a bit unhinged. :)
If you are unhinged then that makes two of us, all my paths I just followed the elvin folk and fairies, some well of the beaten track other's okay but if as you say some godlike being does it then he has got a weird sense of direction. OH yeah also like the texture of brickwork and wooden doors.
