Doors

Riders on the storm
Riders on the storm
Into this house we're born
Into this world we're thrown
Like a dog without a bone
An actor out alone
Riders on the storm

I love the opening musical prelude on this. And true, in life, we're riders on the storm. Doors. Interesting topic, to me at least.

You walk into a store. People coming, people going. Folks you've never met in ur whole life. Who takes the time, or gives up their time - in opening/holding door for you, and vise versa.

I've got my own opine on this, and you know I have a big mouth (ie, type freely.). The ones that stop, hold the door for you, they "get it".. life.. Nice wins. Nice rocks. Recognition "I'm not in so bigga damn hurry in life, that I can't take this respite, hopefully draw a smile, or a 'thanks' ".. and an albeit feel good. Nice rocks.

Conversely, (mebbe), those that don't hold the doors - never learned 'nice' at home. Perhaps a few, self indulgent. Mebbe some with blinders - too many paths/plans/hurries in life - they ain't got the time, or "can't" take the time.. too busy.. to stop and smell the roses, garner a smile... a thanks... a feel good.. Hurry, must.

Then.. .there's the "late holders".. u walk in after someone, they open the door for themselves, go thru... the door is closing, then they remember the parental kindness lesson - they reach back awkwardly - hold the door for you... another feel good, reciprically.

There's a killer on the road
His brain is squirmin' like a toad
Take a long holiday
Let your children play
If ya give this man a ride
Sweet memory will die
Killer on the road, yeah

Doors. At work. Called into Boss's office. "Close the door please." Bugs the hell outta me. We're a team. Shouldn't be anything said within, that another member can't hear. But, I like getting paid, so I do.

Doors - in life. Opportunity. And yes, when one closes, another opens. Sometimes it really sucks waiting for that pefect door opening, but patience lends true. Some make the perfect choice, turn.. others open many (wrong?) doors, after some have been closed.

Girl ya gotta love your man
Girl ya gotta love your man
Take him by the hand
Make him understand
The world on you depends
Our life will never end
Gotta love your man, yeah

Relationship doors. Woah. Initially, of course, they start out "lock that please".. followed by yum, yum, oh baby oh baby... then can lead to "don't the the door hit you in the ass"... or.. departure one day to never return... and yes, many, many make it through an entire lifetime in very good "door shape." Kudos, to those that have.

Yeah!

Riders on the storm
Riders on the storm
Into this house we're born
Into this world we're thrown
Like a dog without a bone
An actor out alone
Riders on the storm

Monty Hall. Work. Spouse. Career path. Parenting. Timing. Economically. Mental healthwise.. Happiness-wise.. Lanes, avenues, roads.. paths.. Have we all made the perfect choice for "The Deal of the Day" behind door #1, #2, #3? Prolly not, but some certainly have.

Riders on the storm
Riders on the storm
Riders on the storm
Riders on the storm
Riders on the storm

Doors give us privacy. Doors give us warmth from the exterior. Doors give us protection. Doors give us choices, new avenues... Doors give us opportunity to make a new friend, be nice.

The Doors give us a reminder, life is fleeting. Some in life exit the door way too damn early. We're left with fading reminders.

Did't mean to leave the door ajar. May your door experiences be happy. Riders on the storm. Love, Victurd.