It took me until 22 to figure out how to enjoy learning an instrument, following years of lessons that convinced me that this is not for me.
It took me until 25 to enjoy learning to speak a language after school convinced me I'd never like that.
It took me until 28 to enjoy painting after years of miserable art classes in school.
There's probably a valuable life lesson here but I'm actually just curious to see what I'll learn to enjoy next.
