
The Joy of Missing Out
You’re Not a Performer—Travel for Yourself, Not for the Applause There is a kind of magic that lives in silence, a depth of experience that cannot be posted, captured, or translated into the shorthand of social media. It is the hush of dawn breaking over the Serengeti, the muted echo of footsteps in an ancient cathedral, the soundless weight of snow falling in the Alps. But silence isn’t just found…








