Jane Doe worked so very hard that she kept her head down and barreled right into a deep rut. Not only did she barrel into a deep rut, but the people inhabiting that rut wouldn’t let Jane leave. They liked having Jane around for emotional reasons, but there were pragmatic aspects also. With Jane stuck in their rut there was little to do other than pull her weight. Though sometimes, really often times, or even most of the time, the rut’s inhabitants would scurry off to tasks further along the rut and leave Jane to execute responsibilities that far superseded pulling her weight. Actually she did so by a long shot. Jane became disillusioned with the people within the rut, but it also impaired her thinking and slowed her down. She was so preoccupied by tasks and demands posed by those in the rut that she really couldn’t focus on ways to get out properly. Jane really had no excuses for remaining in the rut. She only convinced herself that she must accept everything within the rut. If she accepted everything and questioned nothing, there would be no controversy. There would be no responsibility. There would be nothing but the tall, narrow walls of the rut and the tiny tasks to execute within it. Jane wasn’t stuck in a rut. She was cowering in a rut.
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