Other Desert Cities (Trip)

Category: Play Role: Trip From: Other Desert Cities

Trip: You know, let me just like preface this with – uh, I”ve lived most of my life in the shadow of a brother I barely knew – and I have about “this much” left – ok? That said – the people in this book are not the same as the ones who brought me up. I”ve told Brooke this. They are different people than the ones I am looking at, totally.But it”s the best thing she”s ever written. I say that we all live with each other”s divergent truths and in spite of having deeply conflicting accounts, which don”t matter anyway anymore – (growing rage, finally it all comes out and it is scary) – Because it”s the past!And we”re all getting older and if this is heading toward desolation, which I can see that it is, you will all regret it, so give your daughter a pass and your sister, too, both of you, stop fighting like weasels in a pit, because on your last day on this planet, you”ll be scared and it won”t matter as long as you take your last breath – all what will have mattered is how you loved. And I”m out. I”m done. That”s all I got.RelatedShareTweetPin

But it”s the best thing she”s ever written. I say that we all live with each other”s divergent truths and in spite of having deeply conflicting accounts, which don”t matter anyway anymore – (growing rage, finally it all comes out and it is scary) – Because it”s the past!And we”re all getting older and if this is heading toward desolation, which I can see that it is, you will all regret it, so give your daughter a pass and your sister, too, both of you, stop fighting like weasels in a pit, because on your last day on this planet, you”ll be scared and it won”t matter as long as you take your last breath – all what will have mattered is how you loved. And I”m out. I”m done. That”s all I got.RelatedShareTweetPin

And we”re all getting older and if this is heading toward desolation, which I can see that it is, you will all regret it, so give your daughter a pass and your sister, too, both of you, stop fighting like weasels in a pit, because on your last day on this planet, you”ll be scared and it won”t matter as long as you take your last breath – all what will have mattered is how you loved. And I”m out. I”m done. That”s all I got.RelatedShareTweetPin