WE CAN LIVE WHEREVER WE ARE

I know all of the cashiers at the MaxValu down the street, and they recognize me each time I come in.

The next door neighbor's dog greets me in the evening when I come home from class, but I'm the only one she doesn't bark at of all the exchange students.

(EDIT: She barks at me now.)

I can't walk downstairs to the break room in-between 3rd and 4th block classes without running into someone I know.

I have inside jokes. With my professors. 

I feel like this is all a sign.