You can see when the heart stops.

The leaves have started to change again, marking the death of another year.  Once again, I find myself in awe of the passage of time.  Once again, I marvel at the consistency, the continuity, of life.  Somewhere, I know there is a dead end.  But as humans, we walk through fog, unaware of our surroundings.  Complacency leads us into the illusion of immorality, satisfied, bloated on false security. 

Sometimes the fog clears and for a second, a moment, you can see the warning signs.  "Danger, open water."  And those moments are terrifying.  Each step monitored carefully, testing the ground before moving forward.  But as time passes, so, it seems, does the danger, and we move on with confidence.

Sometimes, if you’re lucky, you see the final signs and through caution avoid, or at least postpone the plunge.  But for most, the danger never reveals itself again, and we let our confidence carry us to death.

I’ve been walking not with confidence, but with indifference.  I’ve seen one last sign.  And now it’s up to me to decide.