The Friday Ketchup


It’s the penultimate week of the semester, which means that as the leaves begin to bloom on the trees and flowers peak up from their earthly burrows, our schoolmates will begin to depart across the globe, turning the Kenyon community into an overlapping web of car trips and plane flights and long-distance relationships connected by beautifully yearning hearts, leaving behind a quiet campus that always waits for them to return; stately upon the hill it sits, a never-fading beacon beckoning all those who wish to broaden their minds and become the Whole Human- citizens of the world with ever-hungry intellects seeking the answers to the great questions that dare be raised only by individuals such as them, unafraid of the terror they may find, because they know solving the grand puzzle becomes ever-more urgent as the day begins to fade and dim for humanity. The moon is rising, do you see it? It’s the Friday Ketchup.

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