There's this old cliche: When God closes a door, he always opens a window. We've all heard it. It's supposed to mean that things are never as bad as you think; that there's another way out of this mess, just think outside the box.
But not if you're me.
Honestly, I can hardly tell when a "door closes" because I'm too busy sneaking out the window. Oh yes, windows lead to possibilities. It teases me relentlessly. It's not covered by a think wooden barrier and a lock and bolt.
Windows are vulnerable and adventurous; covered in flimsy shades or loosely hanging draperies, all of which (mind you), you do not have to close like a door. You can cool hot food in front of it, let the summer breeze drift in with the sound of a rainstorm. You can wave politely at strangers as the world goes by, or grow a climbing garden with the scent of lavender and rosemary.
Sure, it's HARDER to exit and enter through the window, but you can see much more than walking through the front door.
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