The body is not a temple, it’s an amusement park… I want to taste everything once…I don’t want to die

It’s so heartbreaking hearing how full of life he was, how much he wanted to experience the world and live a big crazy adventurous life. I don’t know much about the circumstances of his death (besides the obvious) but what a reminder that you truly can never know what’s going on in someone else’s inner world.

I’m already obsessed with our narrator, a cunty lil 64 y/o woman (who, by the way is voice acted amazingly in the audiobook). Immediately I realized how infrequently stories are written from older women’s perspectives - much less older women who aren’t sweet harmless grandmothers. We don’t even know the narrators name yet, and already I love her sardonic voice.

“Though I’m now 64 years old and mostly as invisible to men as a swirl of dust motes, I used to be a slender, big titted blonde girl with a certain shyness that drew Joe toward me like a hypnotized chicken”

I mean come on you can’t not love her