Human Dialogue 1: Living on the Edge- Reaching, Extending, Holding.

Anya:
35!

Manya
35. I'm old.

Anya:
Your life has only just begun.

Manya:
My life is over.

Anya:
You are 35 and you feel like your life is over?

Manya:
I guess so.

Anya:
There's nothing to look forward to?

Manya:
Not really.

Anya:
That's not right. That's just not right.

Manya:
It is what it is.

Anya:
Well, change it. Do something. Fight, dammit!

Manya:
I'm tired. I don't want to fight. I've been fighting my whole life.

Anya:
Yes, but...
There has to be something else.

Manya:
I'm not seeing anything.

Anya:
That's terrible.

Manya:
Maybe. Or maybe that's all I deserve.

Anya:
No! That's not true!

Manya:
How do you know? Maybe, I'm just not meant to be happy. Maybe I'm not good enough to be successful. Maybe I should be okay with that.

Anya:
You have to be hopeful, Manya. There's just no way out of life other than being hopeful. Look at me. Things don't always go the way I want them to. But I'm hopeful. I get pushed down, and it hurts and I cry, but I get right up and determine to keep going.

Manya:
That's you. You're strong.

Anya:
So are you!

(Silence)

Anya:
You know you're not alone, right?

Manya:
I suppose.

Anya:
We're in this together.

(Silence)

Anya:
This means something. I know it does. We're at a crossroad. You're close. Real close. You're about to discover something. About yourself. About the world. This battle...it's not for nothing, you know. It means something.

Manya:
I'm just so tired.

(silence)

Anya:
I know, honey. I know you are.