Val's reflection

I try not to wander too much into what could be, for it matters not what I am today when time is simply fleeting and already I have lived life to the fullest and tasted the fine wine and the honeyed fruits, what regret is there? and yet, I see the cool embers find the heat gone, the water is stale, left out for too long I no longer understand the young me. I should be glad, I am not for it was a time of wonder, a time of flights, even if I could never have achieved all those quest.