The Spouse finally convinced me to join a social networking site. It turns out to be the strangest confrontation with the past - running across people you'd forgotten, and don't especially want to remember; finding your friends, like discovering they're in a secret society. Strangest of all, I find myself looking at profiles of people I hadn't forgotten at all, but somehow packed away; people I'd never thought I'd talk to again. Something to remind me that while the past is past, the people still exist, meandering along in their lives. What a bittersweet thing.
It is still raining here; this is positive in the sense that I get to wear my cloak.