Quote: i just read this poem.. it makes you think..
On Learning to Do Better
I walk down the street. There is a hole. I don't see it. I fall in. It isn't my fault. It takes a very long time to get out.
I walk down the same street. There is still a deep hole. I pretend not to see it. I fall in. I pretend it's still not my fault. It takes a long time to get out.
I walk down the same street. There is still the same deep hole. I see it. I fall in anyway. It's a habit. I get out quicker this time.
I walk down the same street. There is a deep hole. I see it. I walk around it. I don't fall in.
I walk down a different street.
Portia Nelson
fytingfish · Mon May 16, 2005 @ 06:31am · 0 Comments |