Why do things have to change?

Today as I saw one more colleague of mine finally going his own way and heading to a diff direction (read diff state), a strange feeling crept up inside me..

I was just wondering how difficult it is to come out of ur sweet little comfort zone and enter a new phase of ur life..it must be so painful n unnerving to get acquainted with a diff breed of ppl in a totally alien place..

I've faced this situation so many times in my life..have been to several places, changes several homes..made and ditched so many frds..

but life at office is somewhat special esp if it seems like a second home to u..u come across the same old regular faces every single day in front of whom there's no need to pretend or to even put ur tiny brain to work to think before uttering any shit!

U laugh, cry, celebrate, bitch around with ur frds.

but all of a sudden when u have to leave all these comforts for ur own sake..for ur own prosperity..it must feel terrible to even consider moving on..

I kinda tried putting myself in his shoes and tried to imagine a life outside my "second" home and u knw what..I felt choked n unnerved n confused n apprehensive..

Why do all gud things have to come to an end..why do relatonships have to go up n down the creats n troughs of life? Why do ppl have to change? Why do their opinions change abt u so easily? Why do u suddenly need to make everyone around u aware that ur still alive or literally beg them to leave u alone in ur not so good times..?

all these r questions which humans will never be able to answer without going thru the experiences themselves n even then finding themselves unable to answer!

Thats it for now, folks!