This is a perfect monologue. It's poetic in so many ways, the rhythm, the language, the repetition, the music, the emotion, the story. With every count, I am seeing the car, the tires, Valerie's face, their relationship, his brain repeating those moments over and over, and the anguish in his heart.
This is a perfect monologue. It's poetic in so many ways, the rhythm, the language, the repetition, the music, the emotion, the story. With every count, I am seeing the car, the tires, Valerie's face, their relationship, his brain repeating those moments over and over, and the anguish in his heart.