Autobiography - in five short chapters

1)
I walk down the street.

There is a deep hole in the sidewalk.

I fall in.

I am lost...I am helpless.

It isn't my fault.

It takes forever to find a way out.

2)

I walk down the same street.

There is a deep hole in the sidewalk,

I pretend I don't see it,

I fall in again.

I can't believe I am in the same place.

It isn't my fault.

It still takes a long time to get out.

3)

I walk down the same street.

There is a deep hole in the sidewalk.

I see it is there,

1 still fall in...it's a habit.

My eyes are open,

I know where I am.

It is my fault.

I get out immediately.

4)

I walk down the same street.

There is a deep hole in the sidewalk.

I walk around it.

5)

I walk down another street.

By: Portia Nelson  (not a relative of mine!)