Hey! I'm just as bad as you!

I made an interesting observation and felt like sharing.

We've been moved around between three different parental sleeper units at the hospital. I mentioned it on facebook, but not here. I always leave the door cracked, if not wide open, while I sit on the floor and Dan sits on the small bed. I'm lying to myself believing that I'm inviting fresh air in, but really, I just need it to feel less like the closed-box-coffin that it is.

I could never understand why people would constantly (about 4 times daily) feel the need to cruise over to our door and push it. I joked with Dan, "What do they expect to find? The flippin' Chocolate Factory?!?!" I was even more baffled because our door was the very last one at the end of a dead end hallway, so these obnoxious people had to intentionally go out of their way to push my door.

Well, then something interesting happened.

Dan and I both went to the bathroom at the same time. On my solo trip back, I saw a cracked door.

I instinctively and immediately felt the serious urge to push it open. Primitive curiosity made me, for a brief second, wonder what was behind that door, even though I already knew. I've already slept in that room.

I resisted the urge and went to our room.

Dan returns moments later and says, "Weird; I saw an open door and really wanted to push it."

There's no explanation for this strange phenomena, but it exists solely at Children's and it's contagious.