Saved by Clarity

 It's called a moment of clarity. That fragment of time that comes to you and either moves you softly or slaps you straight in the face (but in a good way). 

Clarity came to me in a text message last night, two in fact. Clarity came to me in three steps, first softly with a phone call, then harsh with a text message and then softly again with a second text. All in all, it worked its magic and I was saved by doing something really foolish. 

 

This is not to say that if I am tempted again I won't want to fall, but I think in the end, at the last minute, down to the wire, I'm going to stick to my guns.