July 3rd I wrote about my unintentional, murderous inclinations. I held nothing back. It was a cry for help, I asked for somebody to stop me before my preoccupation with doing it again, (unintentionally of course), got the better of me, forcing me to indulge my ever-growing need. No one stopped me. No one even tried. That afternoon, everyone who read and did not intervene became unwitting accomplices as I casually stalked and chose my victims.
On July 5th I posted pictures of my captives. I hadn’t yet figured out what to do with them, but I vowed to care for them. I assured myself and my accomplices I would be more attentive. I didn’t get off to the best start obviously, as they were still where I placed them after bringing them him. I had the best of intentions.
Today is the 9th of July. You know what they say about good intentions . . .
I swear by my WiFi I will turn over a new leaf, so to speak. Today I will take care to do as I promised. I hope I’m not too late.