My story begins like all great stories do, and that is with Sir Richard Branson.

I was staying at his private chalet in the Swiss Alps in a small town called Verbier,

and this place comes complete with an ice rink spa, indoor pool, and an outdoor jacuzzi.

And I was there with 40 of my clients and colleagues celebrating a great year in the banking

industry.

We were all from the city of London financial center.

And we were sitting back having our app-ray ski drinks after having a long day on the slopes.

And the fireplace was roaring and the jacuzzi was steaming.

And you can feel the buzz of the evening as we were trying to figure out what restaurant

to go to, what club to hit afterwards.

And I realized that I finally had everything I had been working my entire life for.

What my parents had wanted, what my university had promised me, and what I knew would finally

make me happy.

And that, quite frankly, was money and a successful career.

And I went to pour myself a glass of champagne, and I got a text from a buddy in London, and

he said, how's the ski?

And so I looked around at all these people, and out through the window, and I remember

the pine trees and the snow coming down right around sunset.

And I paused, and I wrote back, I've never been surrounded by so many people, and felt so

alone.

And three months later, I walked into the office of my managing director, and I resigned

for my position of 10 years.

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