When I arrived at the Panera near my office this morning, I had to park so far from the back door that it reminded me of the scene from C.S. Lewis’ classic book The Lion, the Witch and the Wardrobe.
Lucy felt a little frightened, but she felt very inquisitive and excited as well. She looked back over her shoulder and there, between the dark tree-trunks, she could still see the open doorway of the wardrobe and even catch a glimpse of the empty room from which she had set out. (She had, of course, left the door open, for she knew that it is a very silly thing to shut oneself into a wardrobe.) It seemed to be still daylight there. “I can always get back if anything goes wrong,” thought Lucy.
All I could see was the dot of the door, beckoning to me.
It’s a good thing it wasn’t the dead of winter, otherwise the scene from Narnia would have been complete.
Only without Mr. Tumnus to guide me through the woods.
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