This is a throwaway.

Call me an incel somebody who has no game or whatever I don't care. Through my teens I've faced tons of rejection from women. It was always fuck off I don't date Indian men. I hate Indian men fuck off loser despite keeping extremely fit. Even my sister dated chads and thugs through her teens and 20s.

As a result I focused in school and work. It was a stupid mentality if I get money I'll be popular! I'll get the woman I want. This was great I saved tons of money and bought my house outright and bought a couple more to rent to others for some side income.

It was at this point there was a sudden switch. I suddenly became super attractive and many of those who told me to fuck myself ten years earlier were interested.

Maybe I'm angry but I couldn't stop myself thinking you fucking whore now I've got money you're interested?

I kept on getting set up on dates by my parents. They'd do this silly trick where they'd invite me for dinner we'd chat an unknown woman would sit down they'd introduce me and suddenly they'd have to leave but would be back in 20 minutes. They'd never come back of course and this happened numerous times. Something was supposed to happen... I don't have a lasting memory of these women as they were so boring they didn't do anything other than shopping and eating out. Those aren't hobbies... :/

I never bit the baited hook. Ok it crossed my mind once, twice three times to fuck the shit out of them (bagged up) and dump them but.

I think what got me was the high school reunion in my late 20s. The men I used to know, fuck the teenagers who bullied me for being Indian were hollow shells of what they were. Paulie one of my high school friends he was a hollowed out shell of what he was. He was unhealthily fat in his teens but he was fun and a all round great guy. His wife who was a looker in high school was in fairly good shape but she had made him into a vegan he looked as if he had been smoking crack or something. Similarly with a bully guy who played a lot of sports. He seemed like a war refugee as if the spark of life had been beaten out of him.

My dad even said outright to me. That I'd never seen me with women he straight out asked me if I was gay as all my online photo albums were of me doing sports or games with other men. Airsoft, riding motorbikes, windsurfing and hitting the gym. I do these things because I enjoy them not because I'm trying to attract a woman.

So quite by accident and circumstance I'm actually a MGTOW.

With my savings and income I've done all sorts of things and I've hit a whole load of my dreams I've had since my childhood.

I've travelled the world over land . I've sailed to loads of Caribbean islands on my boat. I even considered selling my home and living on this boat docked to the marina.

The problem is I'm 35 and I'm getting bored and a lot of my hobbies like tinkering with airsoft guns and fixing old motorbikes are boring me. In my boredom I learned to play various musical instruments

So what now?

TL:DR Boredom... what now?