reminded of a time in my life that now seems so remote, not quite real, like an old legend. That in itself is strange, since I still think of my first wife and was with her when she died (though we had long since gone our separate ways).
Perhaps that is why, when I woke up the next morning--and the morning after that as well--my very first thought was of what is encapsulated in the Latin phrase memento mori.
from Frank Wilson: When Falls the Coliseum: That's What He Said: Back at work
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