“She pauses several treads from the bottom, listening, waiting; she is again possessed (it seems to be getting worse) by a dream-like feeling, as if she is standing in the wings, about to go onstage and perform in a play for which she is not appropriately dressed, and for which she has not adequately rehearsed.” BoredomLoved OnesDomestic LifePreparation To Face The DayNumb DepressionPutting On An Act Book:The Hours Source: The Hours