This file will track everything that actually ships: tools, writeups, and small worlds that start as notes on the bar counter after close. Today it's just a drawer with a nameplate, waiting for its first real piece of evidence that the operator builds things, not just atmospheres.
Signals In The Concrete Nocturnal Reconstruction Terminal
This node belongs to Yume—bar owner, late-shift tinkerer, half in the real city, half in the networks behind it. It isn't a finished portfolio; it's a rebuild in progress. A quiet interface watching the streets and slowly piecing itself back together from digital fragments: stray ideas, future projects, half-formed worlds. Think 3 AM ramen in a corner booth, wet asphalt outside, ghosted GitHub tabs, and Ghost in the Shell reruns humming from another monitor.
Future Investigations / Empty Drawers
No shipped projects yet—only labeled slots. Each card is a memory-shaped placeholder, a hint at what this node wants to become once Yume has time and quiet between shifts.
A sandbox for broken UI, half-finished systems, and game fragments that only make sense at 02:47. Most of what lands here won't be pretty, but it will be honest—fragments of learning and tinkering instead of polished case studies.
A chronicle of what doesn't fit in a resume: false starts, reworks, nights when the bar is quiet enough to code, and small wins measured in “this finally feels right”. Each entry a fragment of how Yume sees tech, cities, and late-night building.
Subject Record: Fragmented Operator
Less a full bio, more a reconstruction log. As projects land, this profile sharpens; for now, it's a series of tags, habits, and glimpses through neon glass.
Not everything here will be finished. That's the point. This node respects work-in-progress energy—all the sketches, rewrites, and abandoned branches that never show up on official timelines but still shape how someone thinks and builds.
What Happened to the Old Network?
The story isn't fully documented, but there was a break: old nodes went dark, projects stalled, and this space came online as a recovery terminal instead of a finished showcase.
So instead of resurrecting a dead layout full of projects that never shipped, Yume did something simpler and stranger: spun up yoru.space as a quiet, neon-lit buffer between “not yet” and “finally done”. A terminal you might find in the back of the bar, tracking fragments first, outcomes later.
This node exists to catch that signal, even if it's just one fragment at a time.
Logs From the Perimeter
Not full essays. Just timestamped fragments from around the edge of the network: setup notes, mindset shifts, and quiet milestones you can scroll through like old chat logs.
Open a Channel to the Operator
For now, this is a static console. Later it can wire up to email or a tiny backend; today it's just a way of saying: you're allowed to reach out, even while the site is still a fragment.