Autobiograhy in Five Short Chapters by Portia Nelson
I.
I walk down the street There's a deep hole in the sidewalk I fall in. I am lost...I am helpless. It isn't my fault. It takes me forever to find my way out.
II.
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 but, it isn't my fault. It still takes a long time to get out.
III.
I walk down the same street. There is a deep hole in the sidewalk. I see it is there. I still fall in...it's a habit. my eyes are open I know where I am. It is my fault. I get out immediately.
IV.
I walk down the same street. There is a deep hole in the sidewalk. I walk around it.
V.
I walk down another street.
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