In the middle of the night the pain in my guts wakes me up, and I roll in to the fetal position…trying to wish the pain away. I knew that it might be this way…my sleep has been fitful and the discomfort of the food poisoning has up until now been slight…but all the while knowing the worst may be yet to come. The sharp pains announce it so…and I rock ever so slightly working through it until finally is begins to subside. For the next few hours I fall in and out of sleep trying to cope…and when my alarm rings to go to work I feel a hundred years older, my head aches and I am so desperate to stay in bed tears well up. I find the will to get up and do what needs to be done only because I have no other option…outside my motel the morning crispness pours over me like a tonic and I can feel some semblance of relief – hope…still I think to myself, this is going to be one very long day.
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Lawrence Lewis
“One day in retrospect, the days of struggle will strike you as most beautiful.”
– Sigmund Freud
About Lawrence Lewis
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 🙂