Moving on.
I walk down a street.
There is a deep hole in the sidewalk.
I fall in.
I am lost... I am helpless... it is not my fault.
It takes forever to find a way out.
I walk down the same street.
There is a deep hole in the sidewalk.
I pretend i do not see it.
I fall in again.
I cannot believe i am in the same place again,but it is not my fault.
I walk down the same street.
There is a deep hole in the sidewalk.
I see it's there.
I still fallin... i know where i am... it is my fault.
I get out immediately.
I walk down the same street.
There is a deep hole in the sidewalk.
I walk around it.
I walk down antother street.