Gradumication?

the gang fr

So... you're telling me that after four years of endless tears, stress, and cafeteria food... this is it? There's no post-graduation fairy godmother who blesses you with your dream job and a stable living situation? Every day is just trying to figure out what the heck you're doing, and if it's what you're meant to do?

If you couldn't tell, I just had my undergraduate commencement ceremony. I technically graduated in December, but teeny tiny schools only have one walking party. Now that it all feels more official, the officialness of my freaking out is here as well as my diploma.

I work at a coffee shop. There is nothing wrong with being a barista. I can pay my bills, and I really like my coworkers. It's a clean space, nice regulars, and a boujee gym I can use for free. Now, do I feel a slight bit of embarrassment every time I tell someone I work there? Yes. Because I know there is something bigger and better out there for me, and as fun as it can be, coffee is not my passion. I have reached the point in my life where filler jobs have no place. I am ready to pursue my dreams, further my ambition, and learn.

All my friends have moved away. Not far, we've already made plans to see each other next week. But campus is empty and I'm still here. Still a barista. A barista with a bachelor's degree in English literature (magna cum laude btw), with the goal of being a librarian. Limbo is upon me. Quiet campus, no friends, no family. Just a girl, her cat, and a latte of doom. I don't want to be stuck (stagnant if you will, I have an English degree), but at this exact point in time, there is nothing more for me to do. I researched a cheap phone plan, I start paying for my car insurance next month, and I think I have somewhere to live in two months.

I am doing my best, but... damn limbo sucks.

Xoxo

MB