The problem I had as a young person was I never had time to think about such matters.
My upbringing was a constant torment so all my time was spent just trying to ward off the negativity.
It was not until I was over 40 and past all that torment that I thought if given the opportunity back then to explore and develop what was inside of me I would have studied creative art.
Painting, sculpture, mosaics, photography, drawing, interior design et al.
Sure, I could try some of them now, and I have done some wonderful art works, though I do not have any of them to show.
I painted 5 metre murals on my apartment walls, never had inspections. Where I am now I have inspections. I asked if I could paint a mural and was told no.
I create stuff from what people call junk. I create stuff from flotsam and jetsam.
I see beauty all around me.
I am very creative and that is way I am rather upset that I was not given the chance to explore and develop my creativity.
These days I am rather jaded and tired.
If I make retirement age, maybe I will explore my creative side and see what comes out of my head.