But after all the fun times, I now feel like I deserve my grey hairs - I feel so old! The only way I can describe the feeling of leaving university is like this:
Imagine it is autumn, a pile of dead leaves are on the floor, and you and your friends are insects living in the pile. You know that sooner or later the seasons will change and your temporary home will be gone, but sooner than expected a leaf blower comes and "whoosh!" everything has separated. You and a few others managed to cling to the same leaf, others maybe didn't get blown too far away, but the pile is gone! Sad times.
Although comparing myself to a bug living in a damp rotting leaf-pile isn't the nicest way to describe things, it is just a metaphor and I will always hold on to my university experiences. Even if I have to visit the Forum again when I'm 45.
