Day 48

At 8 a.m., I turn on the computer.
Walking to the window, I happen to see that the sun is no longer glaring—like a cooked egg yolk, softly hanging on the horizon. The clouds are tinged orange-red, layer upon layer, like ocean waves, and also like cotton candy.
On weekends, most people in this city are resting at home.
I look at all this quietness.
99+ messages in my phone, 99+ discussions in group chats, 99+ fluctuations on the market software.
Afraid of missing something, afraid of falling behind, afraid that if I don’t watch the charts this second, they’ll skyrocket the next.
But standing by the window today, I suddenly want to ask myself:
Where did all the time go that I didn’t spend daydreaming?
Ordinary people’s time has nothing to do with K-lines.
I reopen the computer and glance at the market.
What should rise is still rising, what should fall is still falling.
In that one hour I didn’t watch, the world continued as usual.
In that wave of volatility I didn’t participate in, the earth kept turning without missing a beat.
It turns out, letting myself go isn’t that hard after all.
Day 48, happy weekend.
May you also have a weekend without watching the charts. #Gate广场AI测评官