Assistant An Afternoon At The Badlands
LEIGH: I walked away from you. I wanted more than you
could give me. And the world didn't feel so lonely
anymore. It felt like something new. I never wanted
anything. I never believed anything. Stumbling over the
pieces. We all break. There is no time to make mistakes.
Our lives revolve around the clock. Each second winds
tighter than the first. Memories of freedom begin to fade
through these meadows of guilt. I swallow hard but still
can't breathe. My mind is filled with what must be. Where
have we brought ourselves. Sitting on these hills of
endless paper where our lives have been written for us.
We sink to the bottom of the heap. I stretch my legs out
and feel my weak knees that have crumbled from the weight
of endless dreams. A wise woman once told me that I was a
dreamer. It is true? These ideas in my head, will they
fade with each passing day as my life continues to
revolve around the endless clock. Not wanting to die
trying, just wanting to try. And I will not just try.
'What if today was your last day? What if these words
were your last words? What if this breath was your last
breath? Would you change anything? What if this dream was
your last dream? What if these tears were your last
tears? What if this pain was your last pain? Would you
change anything?' ROSS: Let's be sure to make each and
every breath count. Let's be sure to live each day as if
it were our last. This is what I want. I will strive to
be happy. TOM: Thank you for showing me what my life
would be if I had control and if I had everything I
needed to be happy. To live and die and understand that
what you did meant something is beauty.
