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.
I would want to live longer...