Nepal, April 7 -- When was the last time we felt rested without feeling guilty about it?

And mind you, not the kind of rest where we lie down with our phone and scroll until our eyes feel heavy. Not the kind where our body is still, but our mind is racing. I mean the kind of rest where we feel lighter, clearer, and a little more like ourselves again.

Our idea of rest has drastically changed. Somewhere along the way, we started clapping for exhaustion. We admire the person who stayed up all night to meet a deadline, the student who runs on caffeine and pressure, and the young professional balancing work, studies, and family, quietly sacrificing sleep as if it were optional. "I pulled an all-nighter," is no longer a concern; it's a badge ...