Yeah! Very close to how I feel as well!
I think I’m mostly just bored with Cookies for a bit, TBH. No offense intended to Cookies, or to Bodhi for having worked with them at all, I love a lot of stuff with Cookies in it. But, since I came back to Cannabis, I’ve come to the sad realization that everything has Cookies in it now. 
To make a hyper nerdy non cannabis reference, it’s like that episode of Rick & Morty where Rick turns everyone into Cronenberg monsters, except for the Smith family. You wake up one day, and that stuff is just everywhere and in absolutely everything, it seems at times.
Everyone has a unique way of discovering what is truly important to them. For me, it’s about those foundational experiences that are mind-blowing. Some of the things that have stood out to me in my life, like that, include:
The first weed I ever smoked, that I now know, was Sinoloa. And say what you will about brick weed, if you grow the brick weed seeds out under proper conditions, you might get an amazing flavor. I’ve always loved it, since the first time I smoked it in 1975. Brick weed was terrible because they did things like fill car tires with it and drive it over the border, not because it was inherently bad cannabis. And like, the dead rats and stuff didn’t help.
In 1983, I got my first taste of “Indica” weed. It flored me. I don’t remember the walk home or the next day at school. LOL.
Then, in 1986, I had my first 1/8th of blonde Lebanese hashish. We used to smoke it by putting a small ball of it on the head of a pin, lighting it on fire, and covering it with a wine goblet. The hash would burn all the O2 out and fill the cup with smoke. We’d then break the seal and inhale it.
I have no idea when or where I was the first time I had Cookies. It’s not a core memory like the other experiences. Cookies for me were akin to, “Say! That’s interesting!” the first time I tried it. Now I feel a bit like Edmund in The Lion, The Witch, and the Wardrobe, sick from eating too much Turkish Delight, but still craving it.
In short: Cookies taste like McDonald’s. I’m not lovin’ it, I’m over it. 
So, I think my motivations should be:
1: Continue to find new plants and phenos that evoke those foundational type core memories. This will give me the raw materials needed to make more targeted work in the future. It’s also the best way to continue discovering which plants are most medicinal for me personally.
2: Hunt packs to completion. I’ve popped a single seed here or there and ended up not liking the plant. Then, I found I was more resistant to popping any of the rest of the seeds, because I didn’t like that 1 seed/plant that I grew. This was my experience with Dark Phoenix by GHSC, for example. So I redesigned my grow system to allow me to put up a net and SoG it to hunt phenos. Once I know who the boys and girls are in this grow, all the boys are going to the stag club tent to wait their turn to audition, and all the female plants will be grown out, smoked, and selected from.
3: Do some fun exploratory breeding because we can. Ever wondered what you’d get if you crossed Thin Mints and Root Beer? Me too! That’s why I’m doing that in a tent this grow as well. Breeding should also be fun, I think. And for real, who doesn’t like taking the things they make and sticking them together to make even more good shzz? 