1)
You walk down the street
There is a deep hole in the sidewalk
You fall in
You’re lost — You’re helpless
It isn’t your fault
It takes forever to find a way out
2)
You walk down the same street
There is a deep hole in the sidewalk
You pretend not to see it
You fall in again
You can’t believe you’re in the same place
But it isn’t your fault
It still takes a long time to get out
3)
You walk down the same street
There is a deep hole in the sidewalk
You see it is there
You still fall in — it’s a habit
Your eyes are open
You know where you are
This time, it is your fault
You get out immediately
4)
You walk down the same street
There’s a deep hole in the sidewalk
You walk around it
5)
You walk down a different street
*Author Unknown
This is amazing! I just love how well you write. Why do we keep staying on the same damn street? I guess it feels like home…
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Thanks, I think it’s amazing, too! I dont take credit for writing it,. though. I think you are right – it feels like home, as dysfunctional as it is. xo
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