The cool thing about the 365 days project is how it has slowly, subtley changed my view of myself. The project requires a lot of patience, and I’ve noticed a lot of people drop out between days 30 and 60.
I commited to document my life, myself, for one year with pictures. This required some patience after I ran out of “fun” ideas. Then there is the painful monotony of actually looking at a picture of myself. Everyday. Good days. Bad days. All days.
Then comes the day when I look in the mirror, and instead of looking past my reflection , forward, to the person I'd like to be instead I have a glimpse at the woman that I am.