Category: Dramatic Monologue
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Reminiscing at the Highway Garage
I wasn’t always political. Hand me that ratchet, never voted, but gone days don’t come back. Engine’s burning oil. Each year I think about the year before. Plans change, the world changes, these bolts are rusted and I’m gonna have to change with it. Each day’s a bit of luck. Look at my hands, hardly…
Nick Rees Gardner 