And not ALL doors. Closed doors. Like, to pubs, or lectures, or shops, or people's bedrooms. I'm always scared I've got it wrong. I'm in the wrong place or they're closed or they don't want me there.
Oh! No, I totally get that. I totally have that, as well. At University, if I got to a classroom and the door was closed, I'd often end up standing out in the hallway, pacing and fretting about whether or not to open the door, and trying to figure out what to do once I did, etc etc. And as a girl scout, there was nothing I hated MORE than going door-to-door and knocking on people's doors to sell cookies. They're closed for a reason. Even now, I'm afraid to knock on my flatmate's door to get her attention or ask her something, even though I know she only keeps it closed so that my kitties won't get in her kitties can't get out.
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Date: 2004-11-16 04:54 pm (UTC)And not ALL doors. Closed doors. Like, to pubs, or lectures, or shops, or people's bedrooms. I'm always scared I've got it wrong. I'm in the wrong place or they're closed or they don't want me there.
Pathetic, no? *g*
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Date: 2004-11-16 05:09 pm (UTC)my kitties won't get inher kitties can't get out.