I fall asleep and wake up with Nostr on my mind.
Every new feature feels like a small Christmas morning.
Maybe it’s just dopamine.
The same feeling when someone sends a few satoshis as a zap for one of my paintings posted there.
A small signal.
Someone, somewhere in the world, felt something.
And the cycle continues.
For almost three years now.
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2026-03-03 15:02:43 CET
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