Autobiography in five short chapters

by Portia Nelson

Brendan Monroe —

 

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 me 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.


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