Is there anything colder than a gray door?
Gray doors make me think of a cold room where no one says hi. A room where no dreams are allowed. Or ever worst, a room where dreams are welcomed, only to be slaughtered inside. Just looking at them makes me think I don’t want to touch them or be close to them, and of course, never open them.
But the thing is; one never knows what’s behind the door. It could be hideous. It could diminish every idea you have. Make you re-think your sense of humor. Destroy your sense of self. It could make you feel alone and unwanted. Hated even.
Or it could be awesome. It could make you grow. And learn. It could help you be better and happier.
So, you choose. The same door could do both things.
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