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.