I can feel the cold pour in over me – it wakes me from my sleep – I tremble and shiver…I pull the covers back over me and bury my head in them…and tumble just below the surface of wakening. The camp fire slowly fades in the night, spitting and crackling…at times desperate and full…
I do a number of things professionally...but most of all and the true purpose of what I do through "my work" is to provide for my family, be a good husband and great father, and try to make a difference as a world citizen...I guess it's not much more complicated than that :)