Thinking about the end of my civilization...

It doesn't come in a big traumatic event, invasion, natural disaster nor wild virus. It comes when what I think isn't the norm for everyone else. When I become quaint, antique or out of fashion - that is when my civilization is done and gasping its last. Because I am busy I don't notice it and then suddenly I am lost and very alone for the darkness surrounds me and my eyes are dim.