The Third Door

Life’s like a nightclub.

There’s the main door where everyone queues. (The line is long and you might not get in). And there’s the backstage door. There’s no line but you need special access.

However, there’s a third door. You run down an alley, climb a wall, jump over a dumpster and enter through the kitchen.

Whenever you’re going after something, ask yourself: Where’s the third door?