The Art of Holding On (Monologue)
- Aubrey Earle
- Feb 22
- 1 min read
Check our the video I put together with my monologue---
"Life is delicate, a thread spun too fine to see until it snaps. We live as though we have time… time to love, to chase dreams, to say the things we keep locked behind our thoughts and heart. But time is a fickle thing, slipping through our fingers even as we try to hold it still.
We wait for grand moments, for fireworks and sweeping change, but life happens in the in-between. In the soft glow of a streetlamp on an empty road. In the steam rising from a cup of tea. In the way the wind lifts a strand of hair and tucks it behind an ear like a lover’s hand. These are the things that make up a life, the quiet poetry we often fail to notice.
If we do not romanticize the mundane, we risk losing ourselves in the monotony… the routine filled, fast paced world that develops faster before us. We risk waking up one day and realizing we never truly lived… only existed. So we must find beauty in the ordinary, turn every breath into a love letter to being alive. Because life is fragile, and every moment, no matter how small, is a masterpiece waiting to be seen."
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