Farewell Septimus

It was hard for me to find a topic for this post. The last couple of readings have certainly been interesting to me, and are very worthy of posts, but I havent been able to get into any particular scene of the book. My thoughts have been random and fleeting, so one minute I will be focused on Richard's relationship with Hugh, the next with Elizabeth Dalloway. To resolve my problem, I gave my copy of the novel to my brother and told him to pick a scene between pages 90 and 150. He ended up picking a topic that interests me greatly-- Septimus' death.
The main reason that I am so intrigued by the section leading up to his plummet is that it stimulates such a wide range of emotions in me, among them confusion. On page 138, I am drawn in the Rezia and her husband having what could pass as a normal conversation between a married couple. He inquires about the hat she is making, and asks about Mrs. Peters. Shortly after, I (with Rezia) am ecstatic at the possibility of Septimus recovering when he jokes about her wearing the hat, and plays around with its design. While this scene holds signs of remaining insanity (Why is this hat so important to Septimus?) it certainly encourages the hope that Rezia and he might someday have a happy marriage once more. Without transition, Septimus is once again plunged into the depths of his unstable mind, leaving us wishing for more. We are taken into his mind as Holmes enters the house and comes up the stairs. Septimus' thoughts are so random and fleeting that I find it nearly impossible to follow his logic and behavior. It seems like he is happily designing a hat one moment; the next he is throwing himself heroically out the window.
This passage is quite jarring for my emotions. I had to reread it several times before i came to grasps with the fact that yes, he is dead. Woolf's way of switching tone spontaneously impresses me and toys with me. Nevertheless, I think she did Septimus justice with this final scene.