I’m coming into my 30s now sort of going the opposite direction you are. From my perspective I’m realizing that I missed out on creative expression until now because I subconsciously realized it wasn’t a “practical option” that I couldn’t afford, so I’m waking up to the fact that I’ve lived my life up to this point as a STEM bro type missing out on a huge spectrum of experiences, and it makes me feel robbed.
I want to live in a fucking treehouse for a month, with a rope ladder, and a Zipline.