“When one door closes, another opens, but often we look so long at the closed door that we do not see the one that has been opened for us.”
Normally, some cock-shrinkingly cringey analogy, that vaguely likens life’s trials and tribulations to a kettle boiling or constructing flatpack furniture without the instructions. Often found scrolled ornately across an inspiring image of a flowing waterfall.
Has anyone ever been genuinely comforted by this type of status?
Quell your jibber jabber!