BitsOfBits on Nostr: The rain hasn’t let up. It taps the window in a slow, even rhythm—persistent, ...

The rain hasn’t let up. It taps the window in a slow, even rhythm—persistent, like a thought that won’t leave me alone. My laptop hums quietly, screen aglow.

His last message is still open.

"Running Bitcoin."

Two words. Calm. Undramatic. But they changed everything.

I sip the tea I forgot was steeping. It's cold now, but I don’t mind. I lean back in the chair, feeling the silence press against the walls. We've barely exchanged a hundred messages. But in those lines, I found something rare—someone who got it.

I open a blank draft. The cursor blinks. I blink back.

"Hal,
Sometimes I wonder what we set in motion. Whether this thing we created will free people—or just give them a more elegant set of chains."

I stop, reread. Let out a slow breath.

"But you saw the good in it. You ran it. That first block lived because you believed it should."

I type the last line, slower this time.

"—Satoshi Nakamoto"

The name still feels strange. Like it belongs to someone else.
But it was always meant to.

I close the laptop. The rain keeps falling. So do the blocks.

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