Old Yearbook Nostalgia

Yesterday morning, in an effort to procrastinate from working on my chem lab, I decided to go through last year's yearbook and read everybody's signatures. They made me laugh, made me smile, made me remember inside jokes and memories from last year. It was like stepping back into freshman year. Nostalgia worked like a charm like it does every time, making me feel warm and fuzzy inside remembering all the good times. But it also made me kinda sad. Reading the signatures, frozen in time last year reminded me that though we might not want to acknowledge it, life goes on. People move on, people change, friends come and go. We be friends with somebody whom we think we'll be friends with forever; maybe we will be, but it's just as likely that maybe within a year we won't even talk with that person. I was thinking about that as I flipped through the signatures. It was crazy to think about, these people who had written me a full page in my yearbook just a summer ago, now we barely talked. Likewise, some people who didn't even sign my yearbook were some of my best friends today. Crazy how that happens. I guess it's a sad fact of life though right?