The Sad Reality We Both Exist is a dramatic monologue. Emilia talks to her Dad, who is passed out sleeping on their living room couch.
Emilia: I instantly sense that something is wrong. Call it deep seated wisdom from my gut, but I have noticed these past couple of weeks you’ve changed.
I don’t know if it’s something I’ve said, if it’s your own crap that you’re dealing with but it does matter to me.
You matter to me.
We’ve always had a rocky relationship, let’s be honest. So rocky in fact, that it’s become the purest form of who we are, how we connect…
At least we know where we stand with one another.
Lately, there’s been a shift in you. You’re pulling away. What sets me off is your head games. These mindless mind games that you have always played throughout my life. I’ve gotten used to them..never understood them but, I am not as greatly affected by them as I used to be.
That’s not pride talking. It’s only the sad reality we both exist in. Isn’t it, Dad?