sometimes late at night
when the words don’t come to paper
and my mind drifts too far from the reading
I entertain myself by exploring
a past that could have been
if I had made other choices along the way
to where I am today
no good can come from this
but it does reaffirm the present
since whatever I could have done
or might have been
would not have allowed me to know
some of the people whose lives
intersected with mine
and having those people, those memories
still alive in my heart
as well as the memories, the people
still to come
all making it worth whatever price I paid
to get here
staring somewhat resolutely
toward the next decade
of what is this life
Leonard Durso 
I don’t think I want to go there too often. My life looking back has some quite weird stretches.
All of our lives do, I think.
Introspection can be a blessing as you have revealed. Well said, Len.
Thanks, Michael.
I’m touched by the same feeling from time to time.
I think all reflective people are.