The first couple of days, the stairs drove me nuts. They bugged my ankle. I could not find a rhythm on them--1 wide step, 2 short ones, then a half..and on and on... With the humidity, I would be glowing (haha) by the time I got to the top. My complaints were endless, and yet the stairs remained.
I started to realize something....
Life, like these stairs, is not meant to be perfect and even.
You need to focus on what you are doing in the moment, i.e. be present, to successfully navigate it.
When I let the stairs be as they were, not as I wanted them to be, I was able to make it up and down without incident.
Life lesson in a flight of stairs.....