What I Didn't Expect About Kenyon

I’ve been thinking back on what I expected when I applied to Kenyon, and the ways those expectations have been exceeded since I’ve arrived in Gambier.
I’ve been thinking back on what I expected when I applied to Kenyon, and the ways those expectations have been exceeded since I’ve arrived in Gambier.
This being my last holiday season at Kenyon, I wanted to reflect on how I’ve grown during each of those Decembers past and present.
“Wouldn’t it be cool if we were all wearing cloaks?”
Autumn in Stockholm is … different. It’s not that it doesn’t exist – at least, the leaves change. But if you blink, you’ll miss it, and I guess I must’ve blinked.
I legitimately surprised myself tonight. My talent, my tenacity, my artistic ability. We all deserve a moment to bask in our own gifts.