the door [Theme] Page 2

I know you won't open it, I'll stay here until the morning.

Yes, I don't understand it myself right now. I've done a lot of stupid things. Not so simple.

Opening your eyes and seeing yourself behind the counter of goods, looking at one point confidently, like a hungry bird in flight, looking outside the panoramic window, looking closely, you recognize the figure, but not the same as at the beginning, but smaller, in children's hands, and let you into the shop to yourself, with a smile and thinking..... Why was I afraid? Have I grown up?

The door cannot always be kept open, the heart can.

Who wants, he will find. He will come and ask. Living eyes always need something. Desire is ahead of knowledge here. Whoever knocks on a door will open it. There is a door for everyone in life. To find the right current, open it and go on with great joy. And how to live without happiness, then under you the earth is not earth, but only clay.

Approaching a patient whom you have done irreparable damage, you feel as if an invisible force field is pushing you away from him, hindering your attempts to open the door of his room (the door handle feels so heavy, as if filled with lead), does not allow you to approach the bed, interferes any attempt to put on an uncertain smile on his face.

When we close one door behind our back, we are able to open another. What is hidden on the other side? Heaven or Hell? Pain or pleasure? If we don't risk it, we won't get a chance to know the right answer.

No matter what, there is always a door in every day that leads to gratitude and happiness for what we have.

- Tell me how I got interested in medicine? When my mother got drunk, she locked me in my father's office. Well, not for hours to roar and bang on the door. Then you spit - take up the books. We all have family strain. Hence the success ... We patch up the hole.

- They scoffed.

You know, I can't seem to live a day without you.

And saying: I will come

But if you remember everything, - burst from my tongue, - and if you are the same as me, then before you leave tomorrow, or when you are ready to slam the taxi door, saying goodbye to everyone, and there will be no more or understatement in this life in general, then - at least this time, even if it's a joke, even if it's too late for this - but turn to me, look at me, as when we were together, and it meant everything to me, hold my gaze and call me by your name.

They say when one door closes, another opens. Well... today one of the doors closed forever. It's been a long night - and I'm not the only one. Not only did Mia and I get hurt, but the Bakers did too. Because of this creature, they became like this. Now Evelina is dead, and these guys [Redfield's people] have come to clean up. After all, I had only come to terms with the departure of Mia, and now she has returned. And he wants to start from scratch. Maybe this is the open door - for the two of us?