Singing. (Up until 2 years ago, I would have also said, “playing the guitar”, but I bought a guitar, started taking lessons, and now I’m almost decent at it.)
Writing fiction.
Art. My drawing skills atrophied at the 4 year old stick figure level. I truly envy those who can pick up a pencil and a piece of paper and knock out something nice.
Porn. I’m too big in some places, and not big enough in other places. Plus I get really bad stage fright, which isn’t good for performing.
Everyone else seems to be a frustrated artiste, but my pain zone is sports. I would love to experience the camaraderie, the teamwork, the satisfaction that comes from mastering an athletic skill . . . but I can’t, because I suck. At everything. My vision is horrible, I react in geologic time, and I’m incapable of using more than one muscle group at a time. Trust me, it sucks.
Many, many things.
Drawing. I’d love to be able to draw a decent comic strip especially.
Music. My fingers just will not do what I tell them to reliably. I’ve played sloppy guitar for the better part of my life, but don’t seem to improve. I’d love to learn oboe, but can’t justify the expense versus my known (lack of) talent.
Sports. I’d dearly, dearly love to be good at baseball. I’m so bad at softball I’m embarrassed to play - even on ‘just for fun, nobody cares’ co-ed teams the other people on the team get tired of me. I bike well, I guess - but couldn’t race. I can’t get that close to other bikers - it feels too dangerous.
Stuff around the house. Most specifically, gardening. I would love to have pretty flowers and greenery. I would so much like to have a big vegetable garden, and an apple tree, and some blueberry bushes. I don’t seem to have a knack for it, though. I read stuff and it all seems so complicated. This is our 9th summer in the house, and I’ve given up. I can’t even grow a tomato plant in a pot. Even our 50 year old azaleas are croaking under my black thumb. You know what I’d really like? I want a gardening tutor to come over every Saturday morning and tell me what I need to do that week and tell me what I need to buy and where to go buy it and how to do every task. Where do I get one of those?
Another mediocre guitar player here. I’ll only ever be so good, despite the fact nothing could give me more satisfaction than to have a natural aptitude for it.
I’d like to be able to play the guitar. I can read music and can play other instruments and I can sing, but for some reason, I just cannot get the hang of a guitar.
Drawing! I’d love to be able to draw a dog that does not resemble a squashed rabbit.
I would love to have been an astronomer or astrophysicist of some kind. I think that learning about and trying to understand the universe would be just about the coolest thing in the world. I get reduced to tears thinking about some of this stuff, since it’s so awe-inspiring and majestic. Being able to study it would be incredible.
Unfortunately, I suffer from some degree of dyscalculia, and otherwise have zero talent for hard science disciplines in general. So that’s that.
I’d also love to be able to draw. I am terrible at it. Yes, I know it requires practice, but I’m fairly certain my siblings (who are both excellent artists) have brains that don’t work the same way mine do.