Chapter One.

I walk down the street.

There is a deep hole in the sidewalk.

I fall in.

I am lost…I am helpless.

It is’t my fault…

It takes forever to find a way out.

Chapter Two.

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’m in the same place again.

But, it isn’t my fault.

It still takes a long time to get out.

Chapter Three.

I walk down the same street.

There is a deep hole in the sidewalk.

I see it is there.

I still fall…it’s a habit…but,

my eyes are open.

I know where I am.

It is my fault.

I get out immediately.

Chapter Four.

I walk down the street.

There is a deep hole in the sidewalk.

I walk around it.

Chapter Five.

I walk down another street.

– Portia Nelson, “Autobiography in Five Short Chapters” (1994)