I have noted a silence slowly invading my life. Is this how it ends?

The Sound of One Pin Dropping

Listen so quiet you can hear a pin drop. He arranged his life to facilitate a mute existence, with everyday the same interactions, with the same others and, soon, for the same purposes. As the necessity for words slowly dissipated, increasingly his life became a wordless affair, transacted sans words a nod, a grunt, a smile or just a blank look replacing whole paragraphs. His became a ghostly life, lived in the world but not of it never of it. (Listen can you hear silence of one pen dropping?)
B. W. Reed (August 23, 2011)