Did I misinterpret something? I've always thought that "the trembling in my
bones" was caused by the allure of a stranger's touch, rather than disdain for
a stranger's touch. She's talking about being so glad to be on her own still
(and I've taken the "still" to mean that the second idea will contradict the
first), a stranger's touch is intoxicating. I've thought of this as another
exploration into self-contradiction. To paraphrase; I like being alone, but
I'm still thrilled by a stranger's touch. Has anyone else had this
interpretation?
Ken
