I walk down another street
Autobiography in Five Short Chapters by Portia Nelson
I
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.
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.
I've been falling in the 'deep hole' all my life. If I fall in again....it's my fault. My eyes are open. I know where I am....finally.
3-4-03@1:57 p.m.