second half of january
and on into february
thinking back, remembering
reminiscent
of four year old memories
winter in a foreign land
the hunt -
search for work
needing a job
hitting the streets,
pounding the pavement
once again
walking cold windy
dirty slush, snowy
ice and wet city streets
all with no luck
so far
Originally penned in the Winter, February 2015, in Norway. From journal book number Six.
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