I am on a journey.
I’m walking away from the house...
Away from a bed shared. I don’t think I’ve ever slept on my own before.
I have a daughter. I left my daughter. I’ve left my daughter.
I’m leaving. I’m in my underwear.
I’m not coming back.
Three sisters are waiting for something. These women are ancient. Which is another way to say they are constant. Above them sits Eris, the God of Discord.
Timandra is unpreturbed.
Klaitemnestra is uninterested.
Helen. is the story of three sisters: one who thrives in the humdrum, one who wishes she would, and one who leaves in search of something else.