Thursday, April 12, 2007

Pretty Much My Life




Autobiography
in Five
Short Chapters




by Portia Nelson




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 the 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 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.

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.

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

I stoped walking down that street too. ...Damn Hole!