Another One Rides The Bus

Always sad to see old friends go.

There's this feeling like I don't want to be the last to leave.

There's this feeling like another batch of fond memories have been detached and archived from this chapter of my life.

There's this feeling like the tide of new is finally overlapping the tide of old.

There's this feeling like the fun we had is slowly but surely disappearing.

There's this feeling like everyone is moving on with their lives.

Sigh.