Depravity and resolutions

I've been contemplating penning my thoughts for a while now. And figures that it would take ages to finally put down what I wanted. And now it's tainted...

The opening line's been in my head for a month. "Just when I thought the world was lost to depravity, along comes..." Well, that line's no good now.

I do remember the absolute joy that crossed my mind. I do not care if you think there might have been an ulterior motive. I'm keeping it pure in my mind. A donation of 5000 buns for the animals at blue cross - how could you possibly ruin that for me? One of the few times I've experienced that warm, fuzzy feeling.

And I wanted to get it down - before I forgot. Before something came along to spoil it for me.
Well, something did. And I hate that I cannot get it out of my head. Keeps replaying in my head. Never mind that a few days ago my mind was brimming with love for my fellow man...how corny could I get? The world is gone to hell.

And doesn't help that I have that damn new year resolution to stick to. What was I thinking?

But it makes sense. Maintain a distance. And spare yourself the pain. Not that there has been any yet. Little twinges of it, perhaps. But that's bearable. So the best thing is to get out before it's too late. And I intend on doing that.

I've made a start. And the withdrawal hurts more than I thought. Never been one to follow resolutions. Let's see if this the one that will stick.