Day 48

8 AM, opened the computer.
Walked to the window, and just happened to see the sun no longer glaring—like a cooked egg yolk, soft and hanging gently at the horizon. The clouds were tinted orange-red, layers upon layers, like ocean waves, yet also like cotton candy.
Weekend, most people in this city are resting at home.
I looked at this quiet moment.
99+ messages in my phone, 99+ discussions in group chats, 99+ fluctuations on the trading software.
Afraid of missing out, afraid of falling behind, afraid that if I don't watch the charts for one second, they'll skyrocket the next.
But standing by the window today, I suddenly wanted to ask myself:
Where did all the time I didn't spend daydreaming go?
An ordinary person's time has nothing to do with K-lines.
I reopened the computer, glanced at the market.
What should rise is still rising, what should fall is still falling.
That one hour I didn't look, the world kept turning.
That wave of movement I didn't participate in, the earth kept spinning without me.
Turns out, letting go of yourself isn't that hard.
Day 48, happy weekend.
May you also have a weekend without watching the charts.#Gate广场AI测评官