Funny how the years move on, we seem to forget where they went, yet we know nothing, not a thing stays the same. So were nastalgic about many things, reaching back trying to resurrect the days when we thought we were all that. Yeah but that's a thing of the past something to reflect own on yet far, far away from our reality of today.
So we dream on, think of what we would like to do with the time we have left. Yeah, we still dream because we can. There is nothing more than dreams. We may not speak as sharp, run as fast, our reflex is a tad slow, but our heart is big as a house. With certainty that is more than a good thing, no THAT IS OUR REALITY. That's REALLY what is it.