“Game of Life” (drama) 1 Minute

Monologue Description: “Game of Life” is about the struggle for happiness.

Character Description: Aaron talks to his dear friend about how he needs a break in life.

AARON:

Feeling haggard. Not well. Tired of the game of life. Some days good, some days bad. Why can’t life just be great all the time? Sounds like a dumb question right? Lately life has been one great big cock tease for me. True. You get so close to things and then the following day, shattered. You have to keep picking yourself right back up to start all over again and you ask yourself, “Why the fuck am I doing this?”

You ever feel like that? Ever feel like your life doesn’t have meaning? Like, why do I do what I do?

I just want to break the invisible barrier down already. Been struggling for so long. How much longer can I take my face pressed up against the glass? I have nightmares. I dream that I am in a glass box and people walk by me, going about their daily busy selves and I am pounding the glass with my fists, screaming my head off and not one person glances my way. It begins getting hot in this glass box and I start to sweat and I collapse from heat exhaustion. Then I cry and just before I give up and accept my fate, a little girl with curly blond hair and rosy red cheeks and these blue flying saucer eyes comes walking to me. She smile gently and puts her tiny white hand on the glass. I get up and I also touch the glass with my soacked palm and I begin to feel better.Than I wake up. But that’s it right there. That’s it in a nutshell really. I always have to pick myself up and move on. Just once though, just once I would like something I believe in to pan out. Just once is all I ask. Just once. One time. Before I die…to feel that feeling I’ve been craving all my life. The feeling of when you were a kid and you were given a brand new toy and everything around you was perfect. No worries. No madness. No self doubt. Nothing, just bliss.

I need to feel bliss again, even if it’s just a fraction of a second. I think I’m entitled now.