Alexander Smith
Monologue
Look up and see the rusted roof.
On one side sleeps my wife, on the other one, my daughters, and one room 3 by 3 approximately, I think. I get up and I am out the door after a few steps.
Hundreds of small meaningless houses in this god forsaken mountain, what a pity.
I need to go to the bathroom so I climb up a small hill and at the top I pee against a wall, then I walk back through the same dirt road.
Everything is silent since I walk back since it is still very early, but some dogs follow next to my steps.
I look at the small houses around me, what terrible shape, And now I look down across the mountain and before the see and say to myself the exact same thing as before.
Fog crawls up from my feet and it is truly chilly but most of my jackets are broken so the difference would be almost nothing. Finally,
I get to my bed, lay down and think to myself, this truly sucks.
