When is a door not a door?
When it’s ajar.
I never liked that riddle.
There’s no logic, just a trick, wordplay even the astute mind would have difficulty formulating from the question.
But it does lead me to what I want to say.
And I will speak plainly, unlike that so called riddle.
I miss you.
Please visit me.
My door is always open.
“I write little escapes for myself and otters. That’s right I said otters.” – the author