Grumpy Old Doors

I have this Door Fetish; where ever I- am I always search for beautiful, grumpy old doors.

Especially old wooden ones.

Weathered and thoroughly dilapidated.

With a personal note or message.

In modern literature, the doorway symolizes the opportunity to actually make a difference in the world. It is said that people who are more willing to make a difference in the world have an easier time walking through the doorway then others.

Is that way I am always focusing on doors?