Here come the brides

A week from today I will be driving to South Carolina to watch one of my best friends get married. Three weeks from tomorrow I will be driving to Indiana for the same reason. Different friend, naturally. Because of the impending involvement in weddings that will result in a slight loss of best friendedness, I have been thinking. Thinking about how almost everyone I know is in a somewhat serious relationship, how they're all going to go off and get married and things will be lost in the process. Inside jokes will be forgotten, keeping in contact will lose importance and slowly but surely they'll all drift away. I won't always have roommates, I won't always live here in this apartment, someday I'll be by myself in some studio apartment trying to pay the bills and juggle 2 or 3 jobs or something ridiculous like that, while still maintaining hopes and dreams and college loans. This is the very beginning of the biggest and hardest transition. To be honest, leaving home was never super hard, going to college was nothing to me, no big change. Graduating was just a day, it made no great impact on me. Working at the Grand Canyon was a challenge, but only temporary, and moving to Chicago felt perfectly natural. Even the first few weddings didn't change much for me (although I'm sure it's very different for them). But when October rolls around.....