The 300 Days I Kept Writing Brought an Unexpected Future

When I posted on note yesterday, I saw the number 299.
Apparently, today is my 300th consecutive day of posting.
Seriously? Has it really been that long?

By the way, I will reach my one-year anniversary on note on May 17th. How celebratory.

There are people who read my posts when I write every day. I am very grateful.

It would be a lie to say I don't still worry about the theme or focus of my posts to keep things going. I've wondered many times if I should decide on one.
However, there is a flavor that can only be brought out by this hodgepodge of creative writing, essays, and daily life.

At first, I thought I couldn't write about my worries or weaknesses. Now, I turn even my struggles and weaknesses into the power to write, writing almost everything as it is. When I can't write, I can't write. On days when I feel like a jellyfish, I honestly write that I am a jellyfish.

I have a useless amount of confidence that this hodgepodge way of thinking cannot be beaten by AI. No matter what I write, it's slightly off. Lately, I've even come to love that kind of thinking.

The day before yesterday, I tried writing about family complaints wrapped in the thin veil of a creative writing mode.
I received a comment, and I was so happy I pumped my fist in the air.
I write in a novel-like style so it doesn't get too dark. I feel like... anything can become entertainment.

300 days ago, I never imagined I would quit my job.
I never thought I would end up writing this much.
The future that 'writing' brought me was an unexpected world. Who would have predicted I would publish a Kindle book or restart my creative work?

I quit a company I couldn't bring myself to leave even though I wanted to, and now I am carving out my own future.
What kind of future will I see next by writing?

A sustainable way of working and creating. A way of life I cannot trim down.
I don't know how long my life will last, but that is exactly why I want to live in a way that leaves no regrets.

My children still need a lot of care. I can't go all-in on anything yet. Perhaps, even after my son graduates from special needs school, I won't be able to go all-in.

A sustainable way of life that I can manage. I will write about it, search for it, and live it.

While bringing out the flavor of this hodgepodge of creative writing, essays, and daily life.