“when you proceed along the open space of a path, you encounter the turbulent rush of contingency. Things are not as stable or predictable as they once appeared. The present moment is nothing but the point at which the future vanishes. The not-yet-come hurtles toward you like an endlessly breaking wall of water into which you have no choice but to step”
Yea that door is already sort of there, floating endlessly;
Can touch it?
I think.
But...
Only after I take another step.