I’m at a new coffee shop and it’s really nice but also a tad bit uncomfortable.

Granted, I’m here to meet a friend, but she’s told me she’s going to be late which means I had the decision to either sit in my hot car for the next twenty minutes or face my fears and go inside by myself.

I always feel kind of strange walking into a new place without someone else. I’m always much happier having one introduction from a trustworthy source, before I can take off the training wheels and show the place off as my new favorite spot. But I guess there’s a first time for everything, and isn’t there that one inspirational quote that says something about how being uncomfortable makes you stronger?

Well, whatever it is, I still feel kind of nervous, but I’m glad I have you hear with me to vent (and talk about other stuff… we’ll get there).

I feel like I’m in a weird emotional limbo. I know most of my post on here are supposed to be me ranting, or teaching you something or sharing my latest finds, but today, I just want to talk.

 Sometimes it’s good to just be genuine and let those feelings out, you know?

 My official work anniversary was yesterday. Two years ago, I started my first day as a marketing intern of a financial firm. And I had no idea what to expect, wide-eyed and excited but also scared that this was going to be the most boring summer of my life, and I was also so thankful to have one more year of college lefts before venturing out into the real world.

 And now look at me.

 23. Employed. Surviving and (on a very rare occasion) thriving. I’m definitely getting use to this whole life-after-college thing, and it’s so interesting because I feel like that “post-grad babe” phrase and state of being that I used to define me for so long is slowly being shed away.

 I mean yes, I’m still a post-grad babe, but I’m also more than that.

I’m a girl who actually cooks! A millennial women that is owning her space in her career. A potential interior-designer with a love for sunlit rooms on a Sunday afternoon. And a blogger.

Wow, still sounds kind of weird to say. That I’m officially a blogger… I felt like I didn’t deserve that title for such a long time. And it’s not like I deserve it anymore now because of followers or anything, but more that I’m finally claiming it.

And I feel like that just represents the season I’m in. A season of authenticity and confidence and not waiting for anyone to label me before I accept who I am.

Yes, it’s still v confusing. And still v hard. And half the time, has me crying in my bed… but it’s raw, and it’s authentic, and it’s real, and it’s me.

And I love that.

So here’s to owning who we are, late friends on coffee dates, and remembering that while the destination is important, the journey getting there matters the most.

Love always,

The Coffee Queen

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for the nights when we feel alone

Matthew 11:28-30
Then Jesus said, “Come to me, all of you who are weary and carry heavy burdens, and I will give you rest. Take my yoke upon you. Let me teach you, because I am humble and gentle at heart, and you will find rest for your souls. For my yoke is easy to bear, and the burden I give you is light.”

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