How strange it is to be in the twilight of one's youth!
To gaze around and reflect on the set of choices you made (whether deliberately, accidentally, or some combination of both) that now see you still out in the fading embers of the sunset.
By now, most of your peers have gone inside and given up skylarking for the day, and are busy preparing dinner, stoking the home fires, and other such responsible things.
In a few short hours, night will have set in in earnest, and it will be cold and inhospitable to be out here alone.
But in the meantime, the sky is a brilliant orange. The sun still bathes the world in a glorious light, but without the same heat as before.
Let us stay and linger here just a little longer...