Daughter: I have often looked at that door and thought..oh how I wish I could be that.
Me: A door ?
Daughter: Yes mother, a door…
She sounds a little too much like Norman Bates in Hitchcock’s Psycho when she says mother like that….
A few minutes later…
Daughter: Mother..
I turn to look at my daughter, giving her my undivided attention…
Daughter: Have you ever asked yourself this: …..When you walk through a door..are you…..walking in…or walking out ?