It occurred to me recently as I was sitting around the table having lunch in between classes that the vast majority of my friends in college are international students. Now, this is not to say I had been living in oblivion about this fact all this time, but rather I came to the realization that I ought to think critically about how and why this had happened.
It is, I think, a natural reaction for a person to gravitate towards the familiar when they are placed in an environment that highlights their exoticism. Being immersed in a new culture can provoke an inward obsession with identity. You begin to question who you are among those in your new environment, what you are doing there and the extent of your relevance. Suddenly, you begin to view the world through a completely different prism, one which highlights your differences and sobers you up to the fact that there is a rift between what you have always known and what you must now quickly learn in order to behave appropriately in a new society.