Doorways

Despite my pledge to avoid the trite, when I headed outside awhile ago to search for the perfect blip for the last day of 2011, the two doors opposite mine in the apt. building where I live (plus the edges of my own open doorway) were literally staring me in the face. I had sudden insight into the many possibilities that lie ahead in 2011, if I will but leave my figurative front door open, and open many of the closed doors that will be presented to me. What joys might lie behind them?