I was frustrated. Frustrated by the situation that I found myself in. I had a plume of smoke above my head. But then, I took a moment, and thought I should probably keep an open mind. Then I thought: Everyone would agree that an open mind is almost always, and for sure, better than a closed mind. Ain’t that right? So I took another look. To my utter surprise, my mind was only half open; I had assumed an image of a very open-minded self that was becoming untrue. While I was busy with my frustration, I have tuned the conversation out, and was closing my mind as the frustration built. So I pried my mind open. I pried. And I pried. And then, wow. A door revealed itself, unexpectedly. And the door opened.