The Story
The traveler built a Gate with a window no larger than a postcard.
βThat's a peculiar little window,β said a passing rabbit, who had not been consulted on architectural matters.
βIt's the right size,β the traveler said.
Through it she could see the sky, exchange a few words, or wave to someone on the other side. But the whole world could not tumble into her afternoon just because she wanted to say hello.
On some days she opened the window wide enough for a conversation. On others, she kept the curtains drawn. She discovered that a window was not a failed door. It was an entirely different possibility.
The rabbit considered this, then asked whether the window could accommodate a carrot. Negotiations began.