Today, i took a rather depressing look at things.

I came up with 1 word.

Doors


All around me. There are doors.
Some doors have been there for very long.
Some, i,ve only just discovered.

Some doors that are open , are slowly closing.
Others, are opening just a little.
Theres this door. Its closed. However, it seems like it might open with the right key. I have to be careful though. That door might break if i use too much force or go about opening it the wrong way. Oh how i,d like to go through that door.

Theres another door. Its somewhat opened. Enough so that i can sneak a peak to see whats inside. However, the little space which i can peer through isnt wide enough for me to understand what lies ahead. I think that door is slowly closing. I need a door stopper. QUICK !

I discovered a similar door to the one mentioned above. Actually, i knew of that door's existence for quite a while. Its just that, i never did try to open that door. Now, it seems because my eyes might be failing me, that this door is opened. Quite wide actually.

Doors doors doors.
Some doors are really elegant. It just makes you want to step into its doorway.
Others, although not as furnished, are slightly open , tempting me to enter , thus leaving this place.

Some doors although well furnished, lead to a dull place.
Other less furnished ones, lead to a bright place.

I hope to enter the right one.
I am both sure and unsure of which door i want to pass through.
But, some of them once closed cannot be re-opened.
I need a master key.
If only such a thing existed.
Doors...-



So...
Here i am thinking about doors.
Staring at that flower in my room.
How pretty. Its in full bloom.
I hope that when it finally withers after this week , my heart doesnt follow suit.