I see a door. It has mainly been shut, or so I felt. Trying to decide if I should knock. It may still be shut to me. It is hard to tell because there is a crack. I just don’t know if that was intentionally left for me to try to pry my way in.
And I do want to pry my way in. I am patient most of the time, but I haven’t yet figured out how patient I would need to be for this. And what if I am too patient and the door is slowly closing, waiting for me to burst in, but it grows impatient for that.
Lisa Gray 