There’s a moment when things get a little strained. Adrenaline wakes the fluttering bugs down below, eye contact becomes difficult, words fail someone and the pause … extends. Time to pack up and go home, there’s nothing here for you.
That moment is the when the door reveals itself.
Like dreaming that extra room in your childhood home, a door appears in what, moments before, was a solid wall.
Like some piece of science fiction filming trickery, there’s now a threshold to knowing in your view.
The door can be ajar, sometimes locked and often jammed. Whatever the state you find it in, finding it is the first challenge.