The Full Frame

Today was a cold rainy day. I received little sleep last night and casually my mind wanders to that blissful state between waking and dreaming. As I sit in my office I know that any second the spotlight will fall upon me.

When a person goes to the doctor they expect knowledge, leadership, passion. I am confident in myself, and I know the reason they come back is because they are confident in me also. Nevertheless, for that split second before I round the corner into the waiting room my stomach knots, my pulse quickens and the fear of failure looms overhead. As I come fully into the waiting room with the gentle roar of some right-wing talking-head on the tv and the sweet smell of coffee lingering, my eyes lock on to theirs and I can’t help but smile.

This is my passion.