Detour

It's been almost two weeks since my last post. I have not much say, except to share this reading below, it is one of my favorites.

Autobiography in Five Chapters

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.

Now, what chapter am I? I think I am at the end of Chapter 3. I hope I can at least walk around the hole next time, and then get to the point where I am going down another street.