Considering reality

by MB

“It struck her now, looking around first idly and then with the recognition of yet another form of loss, that there was not one object that signified a real tie to a real idea of her own life. Not one. Instead, the catechism to which she had subjected every belonging in the New York apartment came flooding back to her, and she found herself interrogating the things she saw, demanding they account for themselves and justify their inclusion in what she now laughingly considered reality.” (You Should Have Known, pp. 285)