The Road to Perfection

By Lawrence Thomas

This story is broken down into two parts.

Part I 'The Road to Perfection', takes place literally on the road to Boston.

Part II Giving up on Perfection', can be summed up by this quote from my story:

"Regret is not the result of failure. It is a consequence of giving up. You will look back forever on what if, but you will one day find comfort in the defeat of giving it your all."

• Language: English
• Publisher: Lawrence Thomas
• Release date: May 18, 2010
• ISBN: 9781452328331

Lawrence Thomas

Born Larry Thomas Pattison Jr, the pseudonym 'Lawrence Thomas' was born from my first short story launch (The Nude).I am a father/multiple animal owner/writer/artist/musician, from the Toronto area in Canada.Full-color PDF copies of all of my writing can also be found from my website.

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The Road to Perfection

(and Giving up on Perfection)

By Lawrence Thomas

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Copyright 2010 Lawrence Thomas

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Part I

The Road to Perfection

When was the last time you left your feet in excitement? Something touched you so deeply, your eyes welled up with joy? You were so motivated that suddenly, all of your dreams seemed within reach?

When was the last time you were inspired?

February 3rd, 2008

8:35 am - Super Bowl Sunday.

Citizenship?

Canadian.

Where are you headed?

Boston.

Purpose of this trip?

I am going down to watch the Super Bowl.

Are you meeting anyone there?

No, just going by myself.

The look on the border crossing guard’s face bore a familiar resemblance to the look my wife gave me, when I first brought up the idea of making this trip the previous afternoon. At 35 though, I had long since become accustomed to being looked at like I was nuts.

As I look over at the frozen river under the North Grand Island Bridge, I dream of a much warmer