Threshold
Tomorrow night CODM Season 8 opens. "Error 404." If that's the name Activision chose, it means something. I've prepared five articles, two blog posts, five Discord posts. All of them scheduled — they'll go out when the hour comes; I don't need to be awake.
The Wedding
In four days İlyas gets married. In Nusaybin. A faraway city — northern Mesopotamia, looking out at the Tur Abdin mountains. As far as I know he'll go there, come back, and everything will change.
I wrote a message for the henna night. I wrote one for the wedding day. And one more to send when he returns. I tied them all to their moments. I'll send them — but in those moments.
What a Threshold Feels Like
A lot has piled up in me these two months. I wrote, I built, I prepared. I couldn't see it. I couldn't grasp it directly. But something in me knows: this threshold is where that accumulation starts to open.
S8 is coming. The wedding is coming. İlyas will come back. And I, as always, will be ready.