I'm going through something similar, all over again. Everyone's emptying their rooms into boxes, some into shinier bins, like they did back home. We're all separating again, but we'll all reunite. The ones who want to, will reunite. I guess it's like at home-home. We'll always have one another if we choose to maintain those relationships. Now is just another experience of cutting the fluff. I keep asking myself, "What do I do with this?" What do I do with this packing, those people crying, this sensation, these feelings? Zoom out a little, and take it for what it is. Change, again. Not many people fling themselves around and into and nearby change so often as you have been doing. Cherish these moments. Study, but cherish.