Western Illinois to me smells like generic industrial cleaning products and cheap plastic thrills. I went to college 50 miles from here over ten years ago and I can still remember the smell of the dorms after a good clean and a picture I took of my desk with all the tchotchkes, snacks and boxes of hair dye from late-night Walgreens runs.
Archer’s been thriving off of attention from the college students I’m visiting, and I owe thanks to them for keeping him occupied yesterday and this morning. Without them he’d have been absolutely bored out of his mind.
We’re driving back home today, and then on Thursday morning I’ll drop him off at his favorite daycare/boarding for a weeklong vacation while we’re in Rome (for a very long overdue and much needed break).