Goodbyes (work version)

I've never been one to keep a job for all that long, although to be fair to myself, I don't leave them that early either. I think my average has been 4-5 years of tenure--when given the choice--which isn't too bad given my previous lack of what one might call a "career". I've been at my current location for 3 years+ and am now leaving it. I'm not getting fired or quitting (for a change); my promotion will take me from a Central Library to a branch. The two locales and positions, though, call for wildly different skills and attitudes, so the job effect is much the same as if I had been switching employers again.
The real change, however, is more personal for me. I've seen the same co-workers--friends, really--on a daily basis for most of those 3 years, and even though I'll be working for the same organization, I'll be reduced to seeing these people once a month at best. As I've said previously, I have a wide streak of nostalgia running through me, and this kind of change activates that feeling to a great extent. My "nostalgia" isn't necessarily a looking backward in all cases; sometimes it's more of a feeling that I'm missing something that is happening with people I used to know.
In this case, I know that life will be going on here without me and I'll be on the outside looking in on those events. New friendships and relationships will be formed by the people I'm leaving, and I won't be a part of it. (Yes, I know that my life will be progressing as well, but that's only cause for more disenchantment, due to the fact that my "old" friends won't be a part of that, either!)
So, fare thee well my friends. See you soon.