Jimmy greenhoff autobiography in five short chapters by portia nelson

I read this poem a few years ago and I think it's a beautiful reminder that as we emerge from this latest lockdown we have a choice to make, individually and collectively, about whether the path we were on is the one we want to keep walking or whether we have the courage to choose a different way to live. 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. Chapter II I walk down the same street.

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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. I see it is there. I still fall in.