The Value Of A Minute

The bitter cold had no mercy, clawing at me as I stood by the employee entrance of the hotel, fulfilling my nightly duty. My breath formed icy clouds in the frigid air, and I shivered uncontrollably. The hotel’s antiquated heaters barely emitted any warmth, and they were about as effective as trying to light a candle in a snowstorm. My body ached, my chest heavy and tight as bronchitis and pneumonia waged war against my lungs. Every breath felt like a struggle, a losing battle that drained me physically and mentally. My work station was a cramped, overly-lit box, barely providing shelter from the relentless cold. I could feel the anger bubbling within me, a fire ignited by the reality of my current situation. To keep my sanity, I’d open an incognito window on the computer’s browser and visit Dominate The Globe. The site reminded me of what I was striving for, and I tried my best to gauge the amount of work that awaited my attention. There were gaps in my story, an unfinished tapestry that desperately needed to be completed. But with the constant ache in my lungs and the weight of my job bearing down on me, writing seemed an impossible task. Frustration fueled my determination, and I decided to use my experience and skills to break free from my dead-end job. In the small hours of the night, between checking employee IDs and shivering in my flimsy coat, I began crafting pitches to clients I had worked with in the past. I offered them free consultations, outlining how I could enhance their presence and bring them success. Slowly but surely, I managed to book a handful of clients at favorable rates, securing enough weekly revenue to supplement my meager security guard paycheck. I knew that if I could just push myself a little further, and tell my story to the world, my time at the hotel would soon become a distant memory. In the darkest hours, as I stood in the biting cold with my body wracked by coughs and shivers, I found strength in the belief that I was destined for greatness. It was this that carried me through those long nights, helping me endure the freezing temperatures, the illness, and the despair that threatened to consume me.