Somewhere deep in my brain lies a locked door. Searching for
the key, I’ve stumbled upon a great chasm. Without any
clear way to pass, I sit at the edge contemplating the best
way to cross.
Do I build a bridge? Do I climb down one side and up the
other? Once there, will the key be there waiting for me?
Perhaps I should study the lock so I can get a better idea
of what the key might look like.
Maybe I could pick the lock. That would save me the trouble
of crossing the chasm.