Gap Year

I’m choosing to take some serious time off from self-inflicted responsibility. I am officially stepping off the hamster wheel of productivity. For the past 19 years, I’ve been working my ass off for everyone else and for myself. I could list my accomplishments until I’m blue in the face, but the truth is simpler: I’m exhausted.

I’m not just burnt out I hit that milestone years ago. I am uninspired, bored, and frankly, over it. The satisfaction just isn't there anymore. Having no immediate personal goals forced me to adopt other people’s visions as my own. Now, that’s over. I do have one massive dream in the works, but I’ve planted that seed and now I have to wait for it to grow.

So, what do I do in the meantime? Well, shit I’m going to rest! I’m going to do absolutely diddly-squat, and I say that with a smile on my face and power in my spirit. It’s safe to say I have no clue what comes next, but I know the Universe has positioned me for this moment. I won’t squander it. I will not waste this gift of stillness, nor will I let restlessness or intrusive thoughts goad me into doing more than my spirit asks of me.

For the first time in two decades, I am reclaiming my "nothingness" as a form of "everything." I’m realizing that my value isn't a currency I have to earn every day through labor. This gap year isn't a void to be filled; it’s a space to finally hear my own heartbeat again. I’m trading the grind for grace, and for once, "doing nothing" is the most productive thing I could possibly do for my soul.