I wrote this monologue just for a bit of fun, imagining it as a scene out of a play, somewhere near the end.
When I was writing the song Orbiting I used the idea of space travel as a metaphor for the changes/events people go through in life - both good and bad, that can seperate us from others, espaically those we were once close to. This is me continuing to explore that idea in a different way.
"SPACE BETWEEN US" (A Monologue)
"You want to know where I've been?"
He sits down.
"Well, I spent some time on Mars, yeah the planet. I needed a break from all the goddamn advertising and from television shows, bus timetables. So, I booked my flight and left early one morning - you we're probably still sleeping. It's not as far away as you'd think. Sure, it's lonely, but I'm a loner, right? So didn't so much bother me. Obviously you wouldn't like that, but it was good for me. It's beautiful out there, space is, well, there's no advertising billboards to ignore for starters and I never had to please no-one cause no one was there. So that's where I went and that's what I did. Cleared my mind. Strange though how much I missed you. sometimes I'd wish that we could connect, you know? Me and you, long distance call between planets, but I knew better, I wouldn't have been able to find the words... wouldn't have made the distance, you know what I mean? Bad connection or something like that. Strange though how much I wished I could have found the words and picked up the phone. Yeah, there's phones out there, just no one ever uses them because they don't know what to say. I didn't know what to say either, I suppose I would have just gone on about how wonderful the view was from my deck chair, pitched it to you. Better I was alone. People have said to me that I'm a loner, I mean it's definitely been said to me before, by who I can't remember - it might even have even been you. I rarely listened to anyone. See that's why I needed to go away, I think that's a big reason why right there. Anyway, they - or you - are right. Turns out I like space to be on my own. When I left earth I couldn't have said any of this, none of it would have formed properly in my head for me to have said it aloud. I think I needed solitude to focus on what my mind is trying to tell me. Now I can say what I'm thinking and I finally understand what you mean to me, but trouble is - now we've both changed and you can't see me for who I am right now. I went all the way to Mars to clear my mind and I've come back to earth to you, but there's space between us. Ain't that a kick it the head?