More than a Month

We've been graduated for more than a month now. Graduation is slowly moving behind us, into a space we call memory. It is not something that we tried to live up to for the last 4 years of our life. We are at the bottom of the food chain again. It's bittersweet, knowing that the people who were with us for the last four years of our life, no, since elementary, since I met them back in middle school, they're all going off on their own, to be changed for the better or for the worse. We may never have the same camaraderie that has been with us for the last few years. We may never fit as well again. Even now, talking with pplz who I used to really like talking to, I feel a difference. I dunno if its cuz they changed, but most likely, it's me who changed. In this new environment, I feel like I should change to adapt to it, but at the same time, it's so big here, idk how to even mold in the first place, let alone once I settle on a model, how to approach that. It's all so foreign. So now, somewhat molded, and somewhat still living with old habits, I realize what it means to start a new chapter of life, with no return route. I realize how different life has become, and just, how quickly, and how much, pplz can change. I know i used to criticize how i didnt like the environment back in high school, and pplz used to tell me how lucky I was to be so sheltered. I didn't understand. I didn't at all. Now, I do. I do.