Flashback Friday: Short Story – Walking

This is a short story I wrote around 2003 after walking in the freezing cold from a rather disappointing job interview.

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I didn’t know where I was anymore, I couldn’t see. So I walked on. On, on, down the valley and then up into the mountains. The sharp wind slashed at my face making it numb, though not numb enough to block the pain it caused. The liquid that had built up in my nose was now running over my lips, barely realised through my unfeeling skin. I was starting to forget things: I coul...