Precious moments

There are some moments in life which you can call cyclical. You just know that they happend a couple of times, and that they will happen again. They are always surrounded by certain conditions: place, time, people, situation.
The example I'm thinking about is leaving family home after some time and going back to your current "home". I never liked going in the early morning, because it makes me stressed and I cannot sleep during the last, usually short night. That's why I'm happy that this time as well, I am going in the afternoon. And tonight is my last night :)
And as usual, the night is short and the evening is long, there is always something else left to talk about with my Mom. Especially that this time she didn't have too much time for me except the last few days.
Whenever my short break, or longer holidays, or Christmas is over and I am about to pack my suitcase and leave, and get back on track of my everyday responsibilities, hard work and little pleasures, I feel the same. It's kind of like standing on the coast of a river, and knowing that you will cross this bridge again. The world on the other side is not bad, and the place I am in right now is not perfect at all. These two sides of the river are just different. And after being a while on the side, where you can be a bit more relaxed and carefree, without the burden of everyday work, it is a bit difficult to cross the bridge... But, knowing myself, a couple of weeks would be enough for me to go crazy and run through the bridge to my duties, my studies, my very "own" place and life...
Anyway, the interesting thing is that I know these feelings so well, and I know exactly when they are going to happen again, and still, I can never control them. They always overwhelm me. There are things stronger than our consciousness and our will, I am sure of that.