100 days

One hundred days ago, I challenged myself to write one reflection every day. Today is day 100. Over these hundred days, I’ve had the chance to travel to San Francisco and Japan—and if I include Sydney, these 100 pieces were written across three countries.

The first thing I felt deeply is this: to do anything for 100 days straight, there will be good days and bad days. But once I set the rule—write and publish every day, no matter what—I began to see something change. Over the long run, my thoughts became more structured, more cohesive. I could hold one idea at a time with more clarity.

This matters. Writing 100 reflections taught me that I have time. I don’t need to communicate everything in a single piece. And this perspective has started to show up in my daily life. I no longer rush conversations. I see everything as a long game. I’ve grown more patient. And that patience has made my life noticeably happier.

Today, I’ve reached the goal I set for myself. Writing 100 days in a row is an achievement I’m genuinely proud of. But the harder question is what comes next. Should I keep writing every day? Or should I do something with the pieces I’ve already written? I haven’t decided yet.

Life is a long game—and I’m excited to see what happens when I wait.