One stage of the journey is over, another begins

I have moved into a new phase of my life, not much, but I feel it. Of experience, I get sick every time I leave a life situation I enjoy. I recognise the feeling, I am beginning to adapt. Four years of irresponsibility is over. A life with many friends, challenging cultures, exciting discussions and good food. I am not saying this will all be gone, but matters will be different. I am back home with very old friends, people I have experienced more than a student life with.

Student friends are still something special. They all seek new friends, and tell intimate secrets after some weeks. In real life, you do not tell intimate secrets before years have passed. Friendships are not made over night, with some exceptions.