The leaves in Turku are changing color. It took me by surprise for some reason, it feels like the change just crept up on me. I looked at the trees in the cemetery behind my apartment and suddenly realized they were no longer the sea of green that they had been two weeks ago. The change from summer to fall used to make me a little sad. Fall meant the coming of cold weather, cloudy, shorter days and the stress of school resuming. The only way I appreciated the changing colors of the leaves was that they made me realize how green everything had been during the summer. Last year was the first year when this feeling did not hit me at all. Everything was too new and exciting for me to care that the weather was changing, that classes were bringing copious amounts of work or that there was increasingly fewer daylight hours. In fact, I welcomed all of it as part of the adventure. This year though, all of the nerves and apprehension returned. The ne