Hey kids. I don't have much time to write today because I am mOVING ACROSS THE OCEAN. My plane leaves this evening for England so I'm spending most of my day throwing things into a suitcase and wondering if it's acceptable to take a nap at 10AM. But I'm not neglecting you! I've crafted a lil' video of my summer with deep, insightful reflection and awkward narration. Check it out!
You may have heard that Kenyon has many ghost stories, but have you heard of these Kenyon mysteries?
In my drowsy daydreams that float through my head before I fall asleep, my future looks something like Kathleen Kelly in You’ve Got Mail. I run a quaint little shop, write when I want, eat what I want, and live in a giant apartment filled with quilts and typewriters. That’s why a big school with huge, industrial classes and a promise to make sure I graduate as early as possible did not appeal to me. I wasn’t doing this so I could get a job. I wanted to wander through college, reading things and petting cats. So you can imagine my surprise at finding myself behind the desk of a corporate powerhouse for the summer.
Fourth of July at Kenyon. Fun in the sun rain!
It's gotten to that point in the summer where all the days are mixing up and I don't know who or where I am. I had a blog post due sometime last week, but here we are. Luckily, during my hazy absence, I managed to experience a little bit of Kenyon.