In the drama monologue The Edge of Nonexistence, Epifania is an unhealthy middle-aged business owner who readies her successor.
Epifania: Once again, I’ve been close to the edge of non-existence. Dying and I haven’t told anyone about it.
How can I?
That’s why I haven’t been around lately…I had to visit the big man upstairs…see if he could grant me an extension.
Not exactly sure if he has but I feel good about it…I’m hopeful.
My lungs have opened up and I can breathe in life again. That’s a good sign, right? I can walk around a bit more and think with more clarity…the shakes, the pressure, have all seemed to dissipate some…well—if my condition continues to improve, I can perhaps live long enough to make good on a few things.
No promises. I don’t expect any promises or guarantees. Not up to me. Not up to any of us.
I’m telling you all of this because it’s time I officially take you under my wing and show you how things really get done. When I am gone, I want to know that you can take care of yourself and that what I’ve built won’t go in vain.
Does that sound good?
I will take you under my watchful eye come this Monday. I will educate you and guide you in all aspects. The time is now and we must not waste one second.