The narrator hated her job and the people she worked with, but being at the gallery at least offered her the chance to socialize with other humans. In making this bold, obscene exit, she burns a bridge and decisively turns her back on society and the “past life” she lived within it. How, though, she expects her hibernation—which is effectively an exercise in avoidance, taken to the extreme—to render her “renewed, reborn,” is yet unclear. Increasingly, the narrator seems in denial about how and why she is in so much pain and how she might effectively begin to heal from it.