No. 1000: A commemorative milestone welcomed with passion coursing through my entire being

First of all, this post marks my 1,000th contribution!
I have finally reached the four-digit milestone that once felt so far away.

I originally started these activities at the suggestion of others.
Out of several platforms, I chose note, which seemed like a safe and welcoming space.
I still remember the feeling of pressing the post button while fearing backlash, but from there, I continued posting little by little even when my expression was clumsy, and before I knew it, I was nearly in my fourth year as a creator.

I am calling this a commemorative episode on my own, but I decided to break down this word "commemoration" (kinen) into the single kanji characters I have been into lately and ask myself a question.

It is the endeavor of the me who lived in the past resonating with the heart of the me who lives in the present, and offering hope to the me who will live in the future.

The note posts I initially wrote only for myself are now offered as information assets to someone on the other side of the screen.
In other words, my note functions as a shared space for myself and others.

There is a limit to what we can do as we live through our respective "intervals" of time and space, and this activity will surely come to an end someday.

When that time comes, I want to conclude it filled with a sense of accomplishment, rather than sadness.
Of course, I will continue to update daily, but I don't have the same level of attachment to reaching 2,000 posts.
(Well, I don't know what the future holds.)

After all, it feels comfortable to be able to write my true feelings.
I can firmly leave behind words here that I cannot say to those around me, or even words I don't want to say.
I also quietly write my true feelings on a platform other than note, but in short, by having multiple spaces to release my inner self at any time, I am connecting that to sustaining my real-life self.

So that it will be okay even if I lose them someday.
Even if I lose them, the intangible asset of life experience will be firmly stored in my memory.
There is no doubt that my desire to increase these experiential memories is overflowing, so I will write today just as I always do.