Three Doors Leading Outside the Dark Room
The exit was closed. But there were three options: three other doors allowing me to leave the room. I assumed that one door would take me to my childhood; how much I yearned to go there to fix some of the numerous mistakes of my past…
The second one would lead me to the present. However, that door ought to be avoided since, as I alluded to, my present imposed to remain trapped in one room while having to choose among three escape doors. If I chose the door of the present I would fall into a vicious circle, into the snare of an endless circular now.
Of course, the last door belonged to the future. How many times did I dream of going through it, of skipping with a leap the current troubles to find myself at once at the bright threshold of tomorrow…? So, I had to pick either the gate of the past or that of the future. I stood there pondering, not knowing what to do. And then, I realised that unconsciously I had already passed through the door of the present…