Write every day: A life of doors

Photo by Letizia Bordoni on Unsplash

Sometimes the monsters surprise you. Earlier this week I had nightmares about doors—ones I couldn’t close, couldn’t open, that kept me contained, and forced me onto paths I didn’t want to take. All week I’ve been thinking about how life is just door after door and we have to keep going. It’s not easy. It’s not comfortable. And it’s absolutely necessary.