Autobiography in Five Short Chapters by Portia Nelson

There’s a Hole in My Sidewalk

One

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.

 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 am in this same place. But it isn’t my fault.

It still takes a long time to get out.

 Three

I walk down the same street. There is a deep hole in the sidewalk. I see it 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.

 Four

I walk down the same street. There is a deep hole in the sidewalk. I walk around it.

 Five

I walk down another street.

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