The Blue Door is the door to my mind palace. I open it every now and then when I have the strength to. In my mind palace is rows and rows of books I have read along wooden bookshelves. My journal shelf is an ever growing catalog of knowledge from over the years. Every year there is a new volume in my mind. My journals are like my encyclopedia of emotions and love history. My type gets refined with every year until it's a list of characteristics and personality traits I seek in a person. The Danger Book behind the Red Door is all of the times I shouldn't have done but did anyways, regrets, past mistakes and the what ifs of me. These are all in my mind palace. I have learned from that summer don't get locked in the mind palace or bad things happen.