He spent his days defying mediocrity running marathons and hosting award lunches. Underneath the achievements he may have felt his empty heart had he given himself space to feel. But for every medal there was a feeling suppressed for it was his own averageness when allowed to grow that gave him the best prize … Continue reading Rest for the perfectionist
Author: Nick Saba
I'm a writer who practices ultrasound. Poetry is my passion, and Irony is my best friend. On my free time I take pictures of people's organs to help radiologists make diagnoses.