Kid, bang all the doors you want. It's your SOS. That's okay. It's the grown ups that need to grow up and show real self control.
Banging doors meant I was in "Hulk smash" mode and my intelligent self had been suppressed. I was still me, but which version? What was going to remain of my relationships once "Bruce" was in command again?
Banging doors was how folks announced that they'd lost their self control, that their primitive self was in the drivers seat.
With the rain came the doors that banged, the wind that wanted nothing more than to announce its arrival, to say, "I'm here." And so it went on, the grass outside flattening in waves that reflected the light and the surface of the river covered in waves as if it were in open water.
When Simon banged the doors it was his plea for Tanya to come after him, his yearning for her to mother him. For the most part she did, after a few moments to compose herself. But there came a day when Tanya was too 'thin" inside to respond and the slam of wood on wood went unanswered.
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