I registered this domain years ago.
Then I let it go.

At the time, I thought maybe I wasn’t ready.
Maybe the name didn’t fit.
Maybe I had imagined too much into it.

But no one else took it.

It just sat there — untouched, unchanged —
like it was waiting.

Today, I’ve registered it again.
And this time, it feels different.

Not like a brand.
Not like a plan.

It feels like a message I once sent from the future.
And now I’ve finally arrived to read it.

I’m not starting over.
I’m picking up the thread.