She had a 95,000 a year job in NYC. She got fed up. She left, she lives on an island in the Carribean and is now happy with her simplified life.

http://www.cosmopolitan.com/lifestyle/a39772/why-i-gave-up-a-95k-job-to-move-to-an-island/

https://www.yahoo.com/style/wrote-essay-moving-island-scooping-160756623.html

"What’s ironic is that I’d given up writing. After 10 years working as a writer in New York, the desire to write had flowed out of me as unceremoniously as water draining from a bathtub. That part of my life was over, I thought. Golfers lose their swing. Porn stars lose their youth. I lost my words. This was around the time I lost my desire to live in New York. So I moved to the Virgin Islands where I took a job scooping ice cream - and later, bartending - and wrote nothing for four years.

It’s hard to explain why I made such a drastic change except to say that I wanted my life to be the opposite of what it had been. I still loved - will always love - Manhattan, but one day, I woke up and everyone was on their phone. That last year in New York, it seemed I saw more screens - and the tops of people’s heads bent over those screens - than actual faces. And if you’re waking up with the sensation that there has to be more to life, then there is. I wanted to look out my window and see amiable palm trees, not defiant skyscrapers. Instead of being shoved through the air in elevators, I wanted to ease into the sea. I wanted to get out of my head and work with my hands.

Moving was easy because I was a single woman in my 30s with no husband or kids, and I did not own a home. It was difficult because I had little in the way of savings. This is not because I have expensive taste. I made a great living my last few years in New York, but my income never seemed to stretch far enough in Manhattan. Like a too-small bikini bottom, there was always barely enough to cover my ass. My first six weeks on the island, I rented half of a full-size bed, which I co-slept in with another person until I found my own place.

All you can do is hope people find their own island of contentment - whatever it is. And wish them well on their journey."