1. I walk down the street. There is a deep hole in the sidewalk. I fall in.
I am lost... I am hopeless. It isn't my fault. It takes forever to find a way out.
2. 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'm in the same place. But it isn't my fault. It still takes a long time to get out.
3. 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.
4. I walk down the same street. There is a deep hole in the sidewalk. I walk around it.
5. I walk down another street.
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