I really love old doors. Doors that have been through stuff and have had stuff walk through them and slam them a kazillion times. Old doors have history, history of people coming and people going. Coming and going in different emotional states. Running in with excitement, creaping through in fear, running out in complete rage. Doors stand in the middle of your life. you cant ignore them. Doors stand between the past and the future. Doors are the difference between privacy and publicity. They keep you safe , or keep you trapped, they keep you out or keep you from harm. I especially love doors that are ragged and have 'seen better days'. I thin