As you walk to your car and pass by the 20-somethings leaving classes looking past you to a future with no physical obstacles and with no thoughts but for the day...while students plan...
When you drive by Methodist Hospital and know the accomplished men and women fighting for another minute of life have earned it and all their breaths remaining and can't comprehend your ease...while patients heal...
As the sycamores along Illinois snap their bark exposing their white armor turning their backs to your miscalculations of time...while trees expand...
When you reach the canal that barely moves - yet moves - as you drain away the months and years...while the canal spills...
As you cut through Broad Ripple village and the revelers come to play yet hate your secured introversion as they glance at to your secured domestication...while the villagers masquerade...
When you take note the young and the old taking to the trail along Westfield are indifferent to your consistent stumble through life...while the individual extends....
As you reach your drive on up the perpetually green hill of ivy stretching away along the ground and up the pines to escape the disease of your fading...while you fade...
you have dog-eared all your opportunities.
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