life has a funny way of teaching us a lesson:
it offers you multiple one way doors for you to choose which one to go in.
even if you don’t know what’s inside of those doors,
you keep opening them.
you hope for the best every time
you turn the hinge,
you slide the panel,
you push the glass,
that life would give you the best
even if you ever so slightly expect for the worst.
to some,
opening the next door is a surprise,
to others,
it’s another impending doom.
to some,
they are surprised with what they had hoped for.
to others,
they are welcomed with an empty room, and another set of doors.
to some,
it’s their last: filled with everything they had achieved from the previous rooms they have been on displayed in every wall with great detail and accomplishment.
to others,
it’s their last: filled with nothing but white, cracked, and empty walls.
some
continue to stay in one room they feel safe.
others
keep on trying.
life has a funny way of teaching us a lesson:
it keeps those doors unlocked.
it gives the room enough space for you to breathe, take a little bit of rest.
it always hangs a sign in every door,
“open me.”
it always pushes you to keep moving.
no matter how beautiful the room you are in,
it still asks you to open more doors.
it allows you to
reminisce,
remember,
recall,
but never look back.
now,
face front, you.
look,
there’s another set of doors for you to pick.
yesterday was a big day for me. (this piece shouldve posted yesterday but something was wrong with my internet)
here’s to opening another door
