r we human?

I think sometimes we get in front of doors which we observe, immagine, dream about for a moment, before deciding what to do. Standing in front of them, going inside, moving forward.
Sometimes we can barely see what is inside, sometimes the door is completely opened up for us. It might be that both the times we are not brave enough to go inside.
Once you cross the edge, the marvellous tasting of that world pervades you and you let your self enjoiy every single moment of the new universe you could barely imagine. And you can really get thrilled.
No matter how perfect that world is, sometimes you could even decide to change it. Why?
We do not know why, but in that moment you should ask your self if what you see is really what you want, ‘cause if you want to change it, maybe it is not.
We should thus take the way to get out, enjoying also that moment of leaving, of ending, knowing that, once a door closes, another one opens up. We should be happy about the world just experienced which made us what we are and brought us to the next step.
Maybe once entered the next door you will wear that universe as a perfect dress. Maybe not.
But should we therefore stop trying?

"And sometimes I get nervous when I see an open door...close you eyes, clear your heart...cut the cord"