I sometimes try to make up for an erratic youth by catching up on books and subjects I should have gotten through when I was young, but didn't. It's not the ideal of course to do things decades late, but I trust that late is better than never. I've dreamt of doing some writing for a long time, but I am much better at the daydreaming and planning parts than actually grinding out sustained intelligible discourse. I garden, but just enough to prevent Total Weed Takeover and Catastrophic Lawn Wipe-out, and to add nice plants to the yard like seedum or hyacinths, but I have not found much time to plant anything edible and harvest it.
The pattern is that I'm coping in life, treading water, but my life is not yet as exciting or fun as I'd like it to be. Having someone in my life I look forward to seeing, to talking to, and to experience interesting things with, would make a big difference.