It’s an unsettling feeling for me to accept change. I can remember a time when I was in complete bliss. Aside from the given stresses of academics and athletics, I honestly believed that I was blessed beyond deservment simply because I had the purest friendships. I imagined an iMessage groupchat that would survive throughout our years in college where we all would update each other on the newest discovered nuances of college. I imagine Skype calls that would last until sunrise. Maybe I just see friendship differently. I always understood friendship as constant. There is time, passion, and understanding commited. But how ignorant was I to believe in permanence.