For a while, I could hardly understand what was going on in Mrs. Dalloway. Mrs. Dalloway seemed to be doing something, but she was mostly thinking about this or that or what-have-you. Things can get really confusing when one is inside another’s head. But, at least for a while, there was a moment of clarity, and that moment came when Mrs. Dalloway began thinking about her friend, Sally. While it was nice to finally be able to clearly and easily understand Mrs. Dalloway’s thoughts, at this point, I started to fear that she might have been “sailing into uncharted territory,” if you will. She started thinking about how much she loved Sally, and while a love shared between two friends is great and not too out of the ordinary, this seems much more like infatuation to me. Mrs. Dalloway states that the love between her and Sally is unlike the love between a man and a woman, that it is something only women could share between each other, and while I am unsure of exactly what she means here, I must say that, from her own thoughts about Sally, it certainly seems like the love she has for her is the same sort of love a man might have for a woman or vice versa. I’m not too sure what to think about this, if Mrs. Dalloway truly is or was in love with Sally. I suppose it is not really an issue for me; besides, why should it matter to me what people completely unrelated to me in any way think or do? And if Mrs. Dalloway really is in love with Sally, I think that love should be respected because love is the most important thing in the world. But I fear that, if Mrs. Dalloway were to make her feelings for Sally more public, she would risk alienating herself from most others, turning herself into a social outcast. I fear most people aren’t as understanding as I am. I really just do not know.

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