The First Hundred Days

It has been exactly one hundred days. 

I checked. 

One hundred days since I last went to work, outside my house. 

One hundred days since I reached for the remote control to the building’s carpark. 

One hundred days.

The freeway lanes have changed. There are barricades up, and the emergency lane is now a traffic lane. 

The new rail overpass is finished. They’ve removed the old tracks I used to drive over, and laid fresh bitumen. 

I think they’ve painted the balustrade of the building’s spiral staircase, but I’m not sure. 

I missed 100 phone calls. 100 even, over 100 days. Isn’t that weird?

I missed watching a whole season unfold. 

Last time I was on the street where the office is, the trees were full of green leaves. 

Today, the trees were bare. 

I missed the everyday unfurling of autumn’s beauty. Just like that. 

I missed one hundred days of looking up as I drove to and from work. 

One hundred skies. Sob. 

Hundreds and hundreds of awesome songs on the radio. 

Cyclists, pedestrians, colleagues, packing leftovers for lunch, filling the car with petrol, deciding what to wear… all missed. 


I have missed these previously ordinary things, and I’ve come to enjoy the new rhythms of the last hundred days.


I wonder what the next hundred days will bring? 

I truly hope that we will see the curve flattened out again, as some parts of Melbourne go back into lockdown tonight. 


However your your last hundred days have been, I hope the next hundred are mostly good days. Days where you notice the light is different at 5pm, or you see evidence of a new season bursting into life. 

May there be lots of days when you really enjoy the people you are “stuck with” at home. May we continue to be kind to each other, appreciate what we have, and be the first ones to step back when public spaces we are sharing are tight. 

Let’s cook through our stockpiles of tinned tomatoes, chickpeas, rice and pasta before we fret about getting more. If you need TP, let me know!! 

A lot can happen in a hundred days. 

Don’t forget to #lookup, wash your hands, and keep me posted by dropping a comment below. 


Annette xx