Well… here we are.

Somewhere between one misclick, one server hiccup, or the universe having a cheap laugh at my expense, the entire archive of my previous blog vanished. Years of posts, ranting, thinking, arguing, musing, poking at the world, and all those wonderfully chaotic comment threads — gone like they were never here. If you ever wanted proof that digital life is as fragile as a soap bubble… there you go.

I’d love to give you a poetic speech about how this is a fresh start, how the slate has been lovingly wiped clean, how new beginnings are a beautiful opportunity. That’s what people say, right?
But let’s be honest — half the time we say “new beginnings” just to bluff ourselves into not screaming into the void. And yes, I’m doing a bit of that too.

Still… a beginning is a beginning.

Even if it arrived rudely, uninvited, and holding a bag of my deleted posts like a thief caught in the act.

To the people who read the old blog: welcome back, you wonderful gluttons for punishment.
To the new readers stumbling into this mess: welcome, too. You’re early. You might get a front-row seat to whatever this becomes.

I’m not here to convince anyone of anything. I don’t care whether you agree with me, disagree violently, nod along silently, or roll your eyes so hard they do a full rotation. If just one person pauses for a second and thinks about life, the universe, and everything else — then this whole thing is worth it.

So here I am, rebuilding this small corner of the internet.
Not for fame.
Not for applause.
But because writing — thinking out loud, reflecting, organising the chaos — is part of my technology ritual. A grounding thing. A quiet rebellion against the noise.

Losing the old content hurts, yes.
But creating something new? That still feels good.

Let’s see where this goes.