And there are revolving doors
Doors in the rudders of big ships
And there are revolving doors
There are doors that open by themselves
There are sliding doors
And there are secret doors
There are doors that lock
And doors that don't
There are doors that let you in and out
But never open
And there are trapdoors
That you can't come back from"
~ 'Pull/Pulk Revolving Doors' by Radiohead ~
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Every now and then (especially around this time of year, with all the talk about the month being all overflowing with the supernatural, restless spirits and the like), I keep expecting to see something around the corner, behind the door of my room when I unlock it, behind the door of the loo when I'm visiting, behind the elevator door when it opens for me to enter, at the backroads on my way to dinner/from the office, my room again when i turn off the lights, the outside when i'm making my exit from the elevator etc etc. So far, zilch.
It's not so much the outside. Sometimes i think what's worse is the darkness that you choose to take with you.Time to get going then.
( _")
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