I like those who can close the door.

Variety dresses in alluring fashion: a vibrant farmer’s market of never-ending goods to pick from. Juggling is a labyrinth many an individual gets lost in. Never closing doors talks of scattered living built on cowardice.

Indeed, when choosing we pay more attention to what goes off the table than what stays on.

For all that, we’re not to be everything to everyone.

Underneath the thin spread, through sampling of the goods, our choices make themselves. The ability to then bow out of the rest speaks of a person who holds a mirror close by.

I like those who can close the door. They recognize that greeting the reflection is all there can ever be.

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