Slowly, as you slip from your twenties, there are no more clear delineations of goodbyes. People and priorities spread apart — moving away, following different paths and new dreams. It’s neither leaving each other behind nor choosing something better, but the natural exodus of friendship in your twenties. It’s a time of change and goodbyes, of new beginnings somewhere else and making it on your own. A period of coming and going, of clinging to the familiar while simultaneously flinging yourself into the unknown.