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.

Cover Image Credit: Jacob Ufkes

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It's Time To Thank Your First Roommate

Not the horror story kind of roommate, but the one that was truly awesome.

Nostalgic feelings have recently caused me to reflect back on my freshman year of college. No other year of my life has been filled with more ups and downs, and highs and lows, than freshman year. Throughout all of the madness, one factor remained constant: my roommate. It is time to thank her for everything. These are only a few of the many reasons to do so, and this goes for roommates everywhere.

You have been through all the college "firsts" together.

If you think about it, your roommate was there through all of your first college experiences. The first day of orientation, wishing you luck on the first days of classes, the first night out, etc. That is something that can never be changed. You will always look back and think, "I remember my first day of college with ____."

You were even each other's first real college friend.

You were even each other's first real college friend.

Months before move-in day, you were already planning out what freshman year would be like. Whether you previously knew each other, met on Facebook, or arranged to meet in person before making any decisions, you made your first real college friend during that process.

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The transition from high school to college is not easy, but somehow you made it out on the other side.

It is no secret that transitioning from high school to college is difficult. No matter how excited you were to get away from home, reality hit at some point. Although some people are better at adjusting than others, at the times when you were not, your roommate was there to listen. You helped each other out, and made it through together.

Late night talks were never more real.

Remember the first week when we stayed up talking until 2:00 a.m. every night? Late night talks will never be more real than they were freshman year. There was so much to plan for, figure out, and hope for. Your roommate talked, listened, laughed, and cried right there with you until one of you stopped responding because sleep took over.

You saw each other at your absolute lowest.

It was difficult being away from home. It hurt watching relationships end and losing touch with your hometown friends. It was stressful trying to get in the swing of college level classes. Despite all of the above, your roommate saw, listened, and strengthened you.

...but you also saw each other during your highest highs.

After seeing each other during the lows, seeing each other during the highs was such a great feeling. Getting involved on campus, making new friends, and succeeding in classes are only a few of the many ways you have watched each other grow.

There was so much time to bond before the stresses of college would later take over.

Freshman year was not "easy," but looking back on it, it was more manageable than you thought at the time. College only gets busier the more the years go on, which means less free time. Freshman year you went to lunch, dinner, the gym, class, events, and everything else possible together. You had the chance to be each other's go-to before it got tough.

No matter what, you always bounced back to being inseparable.

Phases of not talking or seeing each other because of business and stress would come and go. Even though you physically grew apart, you did not grow apart as friends. When one of you was in a funk, as soon as it was over, you bounced right back. You and your freshman roommate were inseparable.

The "remember that one time, freshman year..." stories never end.

Looking back on freshman year together is one of my favorite times. There are so many stories you have made, which at the time seemed so small, that bring the biggest laughs today. You will always have those stories to share together.

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The unspoken rule that no matter how far apart you grow, you are always there for each other.

It is sad to look back and realize everything that has changed since your freshman year days. You started college with a clean slate, and all you really had was each other. Even though you went separate ways, there is an unspoken rule that you are still always there for each other.

Your old dorm room is now filled with two freshmen trying to make it through their first year. They will never know all the memories that you made in that room, and how it used to be your home. You can only hope that they will have the relationship you had together to reflect on in the years to come.

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5 Signs You Are An Extroverted Introvert

These are the five signs you are, in fact, an extroverted introvert in hiding.


Do you enjoy people's company but tend to get real antisocial real fast? This applies to you.

1. You need your own transportation wherever you go.

Taking rides with other people? Not a chance. You need your own way to leave if (or should I say when) you decide you've endured enough social interaction.

2. Your environment strongly affects your mood and energy levels. 

Being in highly chaotic scenes drains you and leaves you daydreaming about snoring on your couch. Being in relaxed and small settings actually energizes you because you are most comfortable there.

3. It takes you time to warm up to people, even if you seem outgoing. 

When first thrown into a new situation or introduced to a new person, you tend to be shy and reserved. This isn't intended to be taken as rude or standoffish, but sometimes, it definitely seems that way. As time passes, your hard exterior shell melts and you're back to being your chatty, sociable self.

4. People tend to annoy and excite you all at once.

If you've ever been in a conversation with someone, and you find yourself slightly intrigued while also being slightly agitated, you most likely are an extroverted introvert. You love to hear new stories and gain new knowledge, but you hate the idea of someone talking to you simply to please you (or satisfy their need to please others). You like genuine and real conversations.

5. You are always mistaken for an extrovert.

You can work the party and entertain people with ease. You have no trouble starting conversations, introducing yourself to new people, or putting yourself in new situations. The problem is, you'd rather not. One night may involve throwing a huge surprise party for your best friend, and the next is a fun-filled night of reading books and taking baths.

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