I think that I will come to this point at the end of every school year.
The second semester comes to a close as spring begins to morph into summer. Friends that were once acquaintances begin to pack their belongings and move out of their oh-so-familiar dorm rooms, apartments, and houses. Students returning their textbooks, finishing the last of their tests, and heading home for the summer.
Experiences like this - The end of a year of college - Lead to an inevitably large number of goodbyes. I find myself leaving a number of friends that I have spent months eating, studying, growing, and living with - All of whom I am somewhat sad that I will not see in the next few months of my life..... But that's just it.
Who's to say that I will ever see that friend from second floor ever again?
How do I really know that I have many more memories to look forward to making with that friend that lives on State Street?
So often, our goodbyes sound something like any one of the following: