Day 300

Confession: 300 days. I’ve been doing this for 300 days. It felt like it should be a huge milestone but today I was so sick I actually napped (napping is impossible for me) and I woke up to find out my Oma’s elderly dog suddenly passed away.

This dog meant a lot. In a way, I’m happy his passing landed on a special day of this project, rather than some other day.

I don’t really know what the confession is. This wasn’t how I planned my day to go—I was supposed to be out handing resumes to 7 places.

Instead I climbed over my Oma’s gated community brick wall.

Sound of the day: tre flip – golden hair https://youtu.be/5fYu47lLhX8?si=ObI7nPyaDrBJVa1F