I need a door.

My office needs a door. A door that closes. A door that locks. From the inside. It’s becoming impossible to work like this. If good fences make good neighbors, then good doors make good mommas, or good children, or dogs, or whatever the case may be. Sometimes I really just want them all to leave me alone. I need a door.

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