I Sit Here And Think About Who These People Are

I Sit Here And Think About Who These People Are

I can see it in their eyes.

I sit down in "my" coffee shop and look around. I sip my 8 oz cup of joe to keep me focused. I overhear the conversations. I begin to piece the [made up] stories of these people together. I begin to see the young woman at the window smiling. I don't know what she's smiling about. I look to the left and I see two people conversing. I'm not sure what they're talking about, but I can see the gleaming look in their eyes.

This coffee shop is a place that holds stories wrapped around the walls. It is a place that has stressed college students in the middle of the day and the group of regulars in the early morning. This coffee shop has mismatched chairs and tables, large booths, and comforting lights. It echoes with conversation.

I see my food coming. An item that I get constantly, and yet I still look at the menu "just in case". My fingers type away as I stuff my face with Spicy 'Fu. The research paper that isn't due until April is weighing on me. I sit there, silently, thinking about the hidden "research paper" that everyone else has.

I sit here and look.

The door swings open, and yet another student walks in lugging their 40-pound backpack. I can see it in their eyes. They've been studying relentlessly for a test.They are working on a group project and picking up the slack of others. They need any form of caffeine, pronto. Their head falls into their hands.

I sit here and think.

Then, a familiar face walks in. They come up to me and ask me how I'm doing. In a coffee shop which holds all sorts of stories, out poured a story of stress. It was now me who was in a conversation. I sit here pondering. I asked myself, "Why is it so hard to be genuine with myself, but I can pour it out to others in a public place?"

I sit here and wish I didn't have homework.

The homework that laid to the side of my laptop was the last thing I wanted to do. At this point, school is draining. I look across the room once more, and I think about the people who are sitting with their hands, metaphorically, in their hands. I think about the people who received great news this morning. I look across this coffee shop, and I see stories.

I sit here and I'm intrigued.

The people who you are sitting throughout this coffee shop are all unique. They have different stories to tell. They have different experiences. They have different hopes and dreams for the future.

I sit here. I sit in the coffee shop pondering on what I come across as life goes on. What about you? Who do you think you are to strangers? I sit here stressing over homework that isn't due until April.

I sit here and look around.

People start to head out, and I wonder where they're headed next. I wonder what their tomorrow looks like. This coffee shop holds stories that I will never know, but I like to guess what those stories are.

I sit here.

I sit here.

I sit here, and I finally get back to work.

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From making sure the car seat is strapped in properly before every trip, to watching baby boy breathe while he sleeps, you'll never meet someone, besides mommy and daddy of course, who is more concerned with the safety of that little person than me.

When you make a girl an aunt, you give her a miniature best friend.

There is something about an aunt that is so fun. An aunt is a person you go to when you think you're in trouble or when you want something mom and dad said you couldn't have. An aunt is someone who takes you to get ice cream and play in the park to cool down after having a temper tantrum. I can't wait to be the one he runs to.

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When you make a girl an aunt, you give her the best listening ears.

As of right now I only listen to the sweet coos and hungry cries but I am fully prepared to listen to all the problems in his life in the future.

When you make a girl an aunt, you make her the best advice giver.

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When you make a girl an aunt, you make her a number-one fan

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The love I have for my nephew is so pure. Its the love that is just there. I don't have to choose to show love every day, I don't have to forgive, I don't have to worry if it is reciprocated, it is just there.

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I'm ready for ya!


It's starting to hit me.

I've been in school, year after year, since kindergarten. Maybe even pre-school!

Now, I'm about to graduate with my bachelors in communication and I couldn't be more proud of myself. I'll say it. I often sugarcoat it or suppress it but d*mn it. I'm going to applaud myself. It was hard work. It took a lot of motivation, determination, (caffeine), and willpower to get to where I am today. I worked my ass off.

That being said, I can't help but think... What is life without due dates? What is life like without scrambling to turn in an assignment that's due at 11:59 PM? What is life like with actual sleep? Sleep? I don't know her.

Like I keep telling my boyfriend and my parents, I don't have it all figured out. At least not right now. But I will, and I'm in no rush to land my dream job right now. If anything, I want to take a year to myself. I want to travel. I want to sleep in if I d*mn well please! I want to read as many books as I want. I want to write till my fingers fall off (OK, maybe not that).

You get the jist.

I'm free. I can do and be whatever I want. And you know what? That's terrifying.

I'm lost. I've followed this structure for so long. Now what?

I don't have all the answers yet. But for now, at least right at this very moment, I'm so thankful to have been able to receive such an amazing education. And to be able to say I'm graduating with my bachelors in communication at 21 is an accomplishment in itself.

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