My 20s were characterized mostly by my seductions upon others.
My 30s were (mostly) characterized by succumbing to other people's seductions upon myself, with the odd falling-into-it-sideways going on.
My 40s don't seem to be fitting either pattern. Older and a bit more scarred, I don't feel the overwhelming urge to attract a mate the way I once did, and they're not exactly flocking around me either.
So very weird.
But maybe this is good. I think I was doing it wrong.