My 23-year professional journey at some point transitioned from being a conscious direction of travel to the experience of being a passenger strapped into an uncomfortable seat in a slow moving vehicle, slogging agonizingly through a barren landscape, without a destination. The driver and I argued and at some point stopped talking. (He may have even lost consciousness many thousands of miles ago). Having tried at first going along with the ride and then fruitlessly nudging the general direction of travel a few degrees one way or the other, I finally realised that this was no longer a route I wanted to stick with. Thank goodness for finding Rutbusters who helped me work out where I really wanted to go and do next.