On campus, on the wall by the door of the building where I have my Spanish classes and my theology class, there is this little metal rusty grate. It’s the kind of rusty brown that is somewhere between the color of an old brick wall and the color of a barn door that has gained some wear, tear, and character over the years. It's this brilliant brown, as much so as brown can be, against the dull gray color that encompasses the rest of the surrounding wall. I am not sure of the purpose of the grate, however, I stare at this rusted metal apparatus every single time I enter the building. Something draws me to it. Yes, the color reels me in, as well as the abrupt difference it has from its surroundings, but also, just above the grate rest two words in a slightly lighter gray shade. “ACHILLES’ HEEL” For the life of me, I have absolutely no idea why this rust red grate and it’s shadowed title reside on the wall of Boyle Hall. I don’t really want to know why it is there either. I think too many times in life we have this unrelenting mentality that we must discover the answer to every question we come up with, or else we are somehow unfulfilled as human beings with a capable intellect. Some things are better left unanswered. Sometimes it is better for a mind to be creative in curiosity than to be dull in a knowledge of content. I do not deny, however, this wall with it’s interesting “tattoo” by the door makes my mind wander and think inquisitive thoughts every time I pass by. From the first time I saw it, I wanted to take a picture with it. Pose next to it, with my own heels facing the puzzle of the phrase it displayed. It only took me seven months, but a few days ago, I finally was able to get the photo. You can see it displayed on the cover of this article… Wonderful and artsy, yes, and my photographer's eye was quite happy with the intriguing nature of the result. Yet, I am still left to wonder, not about the reasoning as to why it is present, but what it really means. Maybe it is something simple, but then again, how could it be...this is a liberal arts school. Nothing is truly simple here. I could write this article on what many of you reading this probably expected, on what my Achilles’ heel is, and how we must be aware and conscious of our weaknesses. How we need to build one another up despite the weaknesses we all possess. All true things, but that’s too easy, that’s too expected, that’s too mundane in comparison to the anomaly on the wall that I can’t seem to wrap my mind around. I just don’t know, but it makes me think every time, it tickles my curiosity without doing anything but being itself, and being present...and truly, I am completely awestruck by this concept. Maybe that’s just me, but I’d love to hear what you think. ~Jennah