What's the point of life at all? Its been slow the first 25 years, the rest being slow doesn't bother me much anymore. I'm tired, but I'm too lazy to go out quick.
Careful, you'll wake up one day with an onion on your belt excited about the early bird special at IHOP. It only gets faster, at least up to 40. I suspect it only continues to get faster until we're just waking up for meals and napping and doing puzzles the rest of the day, which honestly still sounds pretty nice.
Why does it need to "amount" to something? Do you know anything about most of the people who have lived? Do you expect that of everyone around you?
Enjoy yourself, enjoy being alive and embodied while you are, maybe you accomplish something for someone else, maybe you don't, no big deal. Just being here is an incredible thing to have.