Entryway

There's the front door, with it's little peep-hole, and the closet.

Do entryways evoke any particular emotion? This one in particular reminds me of the front hallway in the house I grew up in, except for the fact that there's only one closet. The closets held board games and winter hats, wet boots, extra china, liquor, and the left-over hardware from summer projects like hinges and rusty screws.

They're never comfortable places. Too cramped, lit overhead by a single bulb, with puddles on the floor. If you're a guest you're crowded, if you're a host your socked feet are suddenly soaked.