Status Updates From The Year of Magical Thinking

i love the repetition in this story, it’s constant. a nagging feeling lest you forget

"After that instant at the dinner table he was never not dead... 'I know how I'm going to die,' he said in 1987. 'You know more know how you're going to die than I do or anyone else does,' I had said in 1987. 'We call it the Widowmaker, pal,' his cardiologist in New York had said about the left anterior descending artery."

Gah damn fuck me up Didion.