A couple of years ago, just a few months before I turned 36, I woke one day feeling burnt out from work and having moved across the country. But I also woke up feeling the need to do something, assessing my current life which was a vicious cycle of work, work and maybe a social engagement, then more work. I rarely had time, or energy for anything else. In my mind I had this ongoing list of things I wanted to do, I’m sure most of us do. But the list was haunting me.