Moving On.

You know, I think that there's some bad in all of us. Like there really is a devil on one shoulder and the angel on the other.

Because there has always been a part of me that doesn't want to do the right thing-- who wonders if they could hack in to someone's account. Who doesn't want to forgive. Who wants to punish.

The whole account thing was just a sudden flash that came over me two seconds ago when I was revising auxins-- plant hormone. I swear they make me want to drive a pencil through my hand, it's too much! One little paragraph in the whole textbook is making me this crazy. But I was just sitting here and then bham! I was like, hey I think I figured out what this password is, should I hack in? Not change anything, just give it a go?
But that's just where it starts. First I'm hacking in just for a look, and then I'm breaking in to banks and wearing black and white striped full suit outfits.

So, I'm putting my foot down and saying angel, you take the reigns on this one. I never want to let the devil on my shoulder whisper loud enough for me to really consider it.
At the same time though, I worry that my kids in the future won't see the angel, they'll just see me making the wrong decision. But I'm doing the right thing by moving on. I know that I am, even if it seems to many, including me sometimes that I shouldn't.