It's not every day that you start to itch all over and huge red plateaus start to grow from your skin. Today must not be every day. This inconvenience of mine just started with a scratchy head and arms and eventually led to where I am now, conquered. But leprosy is not the only thing to visit me today. The kindness of others has too, and has more than anything else, prompted me to write this message.
So I've lived with these people since September, and the bondage and comraderie that is felt between us all is stonger than that of a covalent bond (yes, I live with engineers). Some of the kindness and sympathy that I have encountered today has rivaled that of a true family, and I can say this with strong conviction. All they did was give me some lotion but it touched my heart. The help offered, selfless caring, and deep emotional concern was all so genuine that the only option I have is to attempt to share it with others through writing. Now, if I had all the time I needed I would gladly sit here and write some poetry. Unfortunately, it ain't happenin', but I will leave with this:
Of all the people I have met on the road
Only a few have touched my soul
But they have made the grandest difference.
