Life at its best starts at 40

Life at its best starts at 40 for me because by this age, i've struggled and realized that after trying hard to get where I want to be, being there, that's none of the satisfied feeling. As i look back, i realized that for what i've 'achieved', i've lost precious time that i could have used for learning a language like Japanese, interests like sewing, building my web page, etc - which if i had done that, i may be able to read a Japanese book and converse in simple Japanese, sewn my own dresses, have my own web page which by today would have contained so much information that i could share with the world. And all this would be the real and tangible treasures i now possessed. Looking back, i should have spend less time being such a perfectionist over my work, spend less money on power dress, not pursue that IT program, etc. I find that i do not enjoy the fruits of these labours. Well, it's all water under the bridge now, learnt my lesson, and now i'm really starting to enjoy my existence.