Back at Aimee’s diner
he sat on the stool
gnawing on his country breakfast
drinking coffee.
Easy to ask why he didn’t move here to begin with
but that was being shortsighted.
As unfortunate as things were
most of it (all of it?) was his fault.
He needed this to happen
to get the horseshit
knocked out of him by life.
He paid his bill
walked around town–
shivering
trudging through ice
his socks wet and his
feet cold.
All the tea, coffee and warm layers
could not keep him warm enough.
He thought that four seasons
could actually be nice for a change,
and if this was as bad as the weather got,
then he may be able to handle living up here.
This was the next step.
Now was the time to go back and set things in motion.
~Edward Austin Robertson
Nuclear Polio Vaccination 
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