It started with something like luck, nostr:nprofile1qqsp4lsvwn3aw7zwh2f6tcl6249xa6cpj2x3yuu6azaysvncdqywxmgprpmhxue69uhhqun9d45h2mfwwpexjmtpdshxuet5qyg8wumn8ghj7mn0wd68ytnhd9hx2qtxwaehxw309anxjmr5v4ezumn0wd68ytnhd9hx2tmwwp6kyvtjw3k8zcmp8pervct409shwdtwx45rxmp4xseryerdx3ehy7f4v3axvet9xsmrjdnxw9jnsuekw9nh2ertwvmkg6n5veen7cnjdaskgcmpwd6r6arjw4js2ml2z8.

In the aftermath of the block size war, the number begain to head up towards 18k.

A guy on the radio in Dallas started talking about it. I wanted to hear about the Cowboys. I heard about bitcoin instead.

Over on Facebook, my cousin started talking about crypto. My wife follows him and started paying attention.

Then in Dec. 2017, I went to buy a new video card at Frys. No can do. All out of stock. Shitcoin miners were buying them all up.

I texted my cousin to see if this thing was legit. He said yes, and I set up my first bitcoin wallet.

That sounds a lot like either luck or Providence.

After that, it was up to me. That's when the universe stops talking and you start acting. Everything else that came after has been a ton of hard work and perseverance.

But I can't claim that it started because I was smart and intuitive. My experience with bitcoin began because it was repeatedly tossed at my feet. I just happened to be curious about what it was.