Over the past few months, there had been the occasional cloud looming over my head and making me question how I would ever survive as an adult. But I saw then that if I had managed to resolve my bicycle dilemma, I was going to be just fine.
Though much of my first year-and-a-half at Kenyon has been a blur of new faces, classes, and activities, one thing has remained the same: WKCO. There is something indescribable about sitting in the old, dusty basement of Farr Hall and just losing yourself in the music.
Since our village is small, the handful of independent businesses that we do have are called upon to fill many roles, and I think that our cozy coffee shop rises to this challenge especially well. Here are just a few of its functions that I have come to appreciate over my time here so far: