The narrator says, “Personally, I believe that congenial work, with excitement and change, would do me good. But what is one to do?” (p. 648) as well as “I cry at nothing, and cry most of the time…I determine for the thousandth time that I will follow that pointless pattern to some sort of a conclusion…The effort is getting to be greater than the relief…It is getting to be a great effort for me to think straight.” (pp. 650-651) What feelings does the narrator describe? Where might these feelings lead to if left unchecked?