While my parents are driving across Wisconsin for a visit that sent a photo poking fun of the small-town diner they stopped at. Dated ceiling tiles, hideous ivy wallpaper boarders, 1970’s coffee maker all framing the most beautiful site. The wall, dotted in trinkets and signs is dominated by a large shelf packed full with taxidermy, fake plants and castoff farm trinkets.
My response was “steal me one of those little buggers” with the utmost seriousness. This state and all it’s quirks has trapped me and I love it.
While I have no clue where I will be in five years, or for that matter 6 months, I am happy to call this place home.