flashbacks

i absent mindedly scrolled through my phonebook, pausing on certain names trying to remember individuals from their cryptic names (who is "Nick S" and how is he different from just "Nick") and then I'd come across a name which seemed unfamiliar at first but then a flood of memories come rushing back, as if i were the pied piper beckoning the rats of my shameful past back into the present, those names and corresponding numbers which i should have deleted immediately but cannot bear to do so.

plans for tomorrow:

good friday at holy trinity
andrew wyeth exhibit at the art museum
rainy weather

i am blessed.