Jumping in...

So, seems I've decided to jump back into the hole.  I have been spending a lot of time lately hanging around the hole, but I don't know that I've jumped back in willingly in a little while.  Looks like I'm back at chapter two...

What hole is this, you ask?  Well, let me explain....

There’s a Hole in My Sidewalk: 

Autobiography in Five Short Chapters 

By Portia Nelson

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 the 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 still fall in . . . it’s a habit.
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 another street.

(I visited the hole here back in February, too.......)