an autobiography in five chapters...

Chapter 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.

Chapter 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 this same place. But it isn’t my fault.
It still takes a long time to get out.

Chapter III
I walk down the same street.
There is a deep hole in the sidewalk.
I see it is there. I fall in… It’s a habit…but, my eyes are open.
I know where I am. It is my fault.
I get out immediately.

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

Chapter V
I walk down a different street.

Anonymous

I'm actually still in Chapter III. I don't get out immediately. I sit at the bottom and pound my head against the wall and say...geez...I did this AGAIN!? I'm skipping right to Chapter V 'cause if I see that hole again, I more than likely will fall. I think Proverbs says a fool who returns to her foolishness is like a dog who returns to its vomit.