I'm Still Addicted to My Parents' Bedtime Stories ...

So I started college this year and it's been amazing so far. New friends, new classes, you know the deal. But there’s this weird thing happening that I just can't figure out... I still find myself missing my parents’ bedtime stories from when I was a kid. Every night before bed, they used to read me these funny fairy tales and it always made me feel safe and happy, like no matter what happened during the day, everything would be okay at night. Now that I’m away and it’s just me in this dorm room, I can’t shake off the feeling of missing those stories... Am I really still craving bedtime stories from my parents? Is everyone else also secretly wishing for a warm hug before they sleep? What should I do about it? ...