On the threshold of a door

Sometimes standing on the threshold of a door means being able to see both inside and outside.

This is a place where I neither step completely inside nor am I completely outside. My eyes watch what's inside, while my ears listen to what's outside.

This blog will be a record of the moments I stand in this very place—on the threshold. It will be shaped by the thoughts that accumulate within me, the feelings I feel, the things I watch, sometimes a movie scene, sometimes a sentence that comes to mind while walking down the street.

What I'm going to write here isn't an attempt to explain "truth." Just like in Rashomon, I'll try to track down the moments when everyone was right but no one fully understood.

As I look out from my own window, I will be inviting you to my doorstep.

It's up to you whether you go in or not.

Welcome.