Please Leave Gate Open

I live in (or close to, technically speaking) a really sweet, beautiful neighborhood and walk around in it as often as I can. Yesterday morning I walked by this sign on this open gate and then stopped, turned around, and took a photo.

How often do you see a sign on a gate asking to be left open? I was in a metaphor-kind-of-mood and thought about being open, in general. How often do we ask to be open? I want to be an open gate. More intelligent-sounding thoughts to come later, maybe, or maybe this is as deep as I’ll get and you can fill in your own philosophy.

XO