Hi,

Names don’t define us, but they help us connect. My names are Vietnamese—beautiful, but sometimes hard to pronounce. So, to keep things simple, just call me K.

In an old Zen story, a student asked the teacher, “Who am I?” The teacher simply smiled and said nothing. That silence spoke volumes. We may spend a lifetime trying to understand who we are. Or perhaps, it only takes a quiet moment to realize we’re already here—breathing, alive, still learning.

This blog documents a 500-day journey of learning and working with commitment. Each post is a small step—an idea, a question, or a quiet reflection. And then there are silent posts—the ones you won’t see here—days without words, yet the journey continues. That’s why there’s a countdown at the bottom of every page. Even when nothing shows up, I’m still on the way.Not to chase “success”, but to simply ask myself: If I commit to 500 days of conscious effort, who might I become?

Thanks for being here. If you’re walking your own path, I’m glad we crossed paths. K