opening...

When I open, I want to open like a flower, delicately responding to everything around me, while blissfully unaware of my beauty. 

When I open, I want to open like a secret drawer, surprising you with things which might seem ordinary, except I hid them just for you and me, an act which transformed them into mysterious treasures. 

When I open, I want to open like a well-stocked refrigerator, so a light comes on and you are never disappointed.