Two Down, One to Come.

You might remember the post I made earlier in the week about Christmas cards from the past seeming like a lecture from the irascible and very late Jacob Marley, and how I received a visit a few hours later from the first of three potential ghosts. Well, the second turned up today, so if the third should appear some time between now and Twelfth Night, I’ll know that the compact is affirmed and resolution made more resolute. I must become as good a man as the good old city knows (or something like that.) No more drifting away.

(How rash to make a resolution public.)