Picture it, you’re standing at the edge of Santorini’s cliffs, your gap year finally here. The sunset is blazing a gorgeous art show of oranges and purples reflecting off the sea. But you’re stuck – knees creaking, breath short, sweaty upper lip, mind too panicked with racing pulse to soak it in and enjoy it.…
Gap Year for Adults: My Burnout Rebellion and the Movement to Rediscover Life’s Magic For 25 years, I poured my heart into finance, tackling challenges, working with amazing colleagues, and building a career I was proud of. I was good at it—sharp, capable, and trusted to get things done. But over time, the joy faded.…