For the Love of the Game
Yesterday I loved baseball. Tomorrow I will love baseball. But today, I do not love baseball.
Yesterday I loved baseball. Tomorrow I will love baseball. But today, I do not love baseball.
The panic is familiar, as is my standard duck-and-cover response, when adults start asking me questions like: So, what are you going to be doing next year? It strongly reminds me of being a high school senior and trying to figure out the college thing. And as much as I sympathize with what you, dear prospective student, are going through, this is much, much worse.
Sexual innuendo while wearing hats is the best sexual innuendo.
Tuesday marked the start of 2013, a year that's been looming in my mind since I was a old enough to do the math—the year I stop being a Student (for now) and start being an Adult (we’ll see). In the spirit of the New Year—and excessive nostalgia brought on by self-stalking my freshman year photos—I’ve decided to make a Kenyon Resolutions list in order to make the most of my final semester...