Why is a mind like a door?
Because it can be shut.
It can be open or closed to new ideas; it can let the owner out, or let the thieves in.
What is tragic that a mind must have more than one door. The mansion of the mind needs to be a labyrinth of walls and doors, to preserve itself while maintaining contact with the outside world. As an owner of one of these mazes, I have found that one of the most heartbreaking activities is remodeling a door. When certain people may no longer be privy to certain information, yet need to feel like they have access to the same entrance.
To be honest, I'm tired of layering and re-layering. I don't want to have to do the work to carefully pick and choose who knows what, and to constantly be wary of words so that they do not reveal more than I intend to.
Alas, I have no choice. I cannot abide an open house.
Enjoy the twists and turns, friends.
