Doors

No matter where I go, I always end up at this moment. Me, standing in front of a door, mesmerized asking myself, "What’s behind it?”, “Does someone live there?”, “What are they like?”, “Do they know I want to get to know them?” I have yet to muster up the courage to knock, but I suppose that’s part of the magic. They can open your mind to a world of possibility, while simultaneously giving you nothing at all.

Andrea Campos