““...she feels a desire to go to the bridge, alone, to throw something over the rail, into the current—a photograph, a hat, anything; she thinks of the pure pleasure of seeing the object lost in the flow, and maybe she thinks, as well, of closing a circle, though she doesn't believe in that myth of closing circles, of the culmination of a process. She believes, instead, that processes don't exist, that the circles we are capable of seeing are never the right ones.””
