Estoy en la relectura de Madame Bovary para mi clase de Narrative Theory and Poetics me topé con este pasaje que voy a intervenir a la brava porque me sienta como anillo al dedo. Aquí habla de algo que Charles Bovary, comienza a experimentar, al igual que yo ahora. Cambio el he por el she y lo planteo así:
She thought less of it as she grew accostumed to living alone. The new delight of independence soon made her loneliness bearable. She now could change her meal times, go in or out without explanation, and when she was very tired stretch herself at full lenght on her bed. So she nursed and coddled herself and accepted the cheering words that were offered to her.
Yo no he enviudado, como él. Yo no necesito consuelo, como él. Pero yo, como él, he descubierto lo que es vivir in a room of my own.