Carbajal's amazing one-minute monologue ingeniously and brilliantly utilizes found material--in this case, top Google search questions--to convey the existential crisis of our times. Fantastic!

It's a strong reminder of the absurdity that governs our lives and highlights the human need to put their thoughts in some kind of order through someone else's words. Where do we look for answers about ourselves -as the author subtly wonders-? Outside of us.

This monologue reminds me of the first play I ever really *loved*, which was just a collection of FML posts assembled into a one-act. It's such a fun format that can illicit really any kind of emotion pending on how the actor interprets the materials. And, I don't know how, but Ruben Carbajal somehow captured how I've been feeling for the last...26 days?? in a series of simple Google Inquiries.