It's Monday morning. It's still dark outside. Do I wake up or do I turn around sleep some more. In general, I am more a morning person than an evening person. I tend to work more and concentrate better in the morning. So I get up, eat some breakfast and then get back to my room. I see my backpack. It finally arrived and is waiting to be unpacked.
So my first week of writing is done. 7 stories are online. 358 stories to go. Okay, that's still a lot. But a decent start is half the work, right? I am truly amazed by the responses of people on this project. So many people that are reading the stories and feel inspired somehow. I can't really get my head around that. Thank you to everyone who has joined me on this journey. Thank you for taking the time to read my thoughts. Thoughts that I don't edit, but are just mine put into words on a screen. In case you haven't followed my blog this week, here is an overview. I will try to write one every week with additional thoughts, funny stories on how people react to the blog posts or just my personal reflection. Enjoy!
Writing these first blogs made me think about what I expecting from this 365 day project. Today I am writing a post to read back on the days when I am going to think about why in the world I wanted to do this in the first place. This picture was taken by Bauke (if you're reading this, thank you!). I didn't even notice him taken it. It's just me with open hands.
So it's my birthday. And if it's your birthday, you treat people. So here is mine. An old baby photo of when I was just one hour old. Look at that hair! It might not be the best quality picture, but hey, it was taken 24 years ago.