Safeguard the ones you love

Washed my hands at a fast food joint today- the same tangy smell of late summer nights in rural Idaho, waiting for the

Single bathroom to wash the itch of irrigation canal from dirty feet. 

I sure miss you- the smell of your soap, mingling with dinner and (heaven help me) cows- the mineral taste of well water and Cheerios gone soggy. 

A little time machine in the Arby's restroom in Missoula Montana. 

Authors note: grandma griffin only bought Safeguard.