I just woke up from a dream, in which I saw BTC at 119000 shorting. I just entered and in ten minutes it fell six thousand points, making 800k. I wanted to Close Position but my phone wasn't working, couldn't close it, and then I woke up in a hurry. If I had successfully closed it, it would have been a bad dream that lures people into a trap; not closing it is a warning good dream. The casino isn't afraid of you winning money, it's afraid of you not coming... In the crypto world, the big waves wash away the sand, life is a fleeting dream. Stay conscious, absorb information daily, the dreamer must be ambitious, not self-satisfied or depressed due to temporary gains or losses. The intention behind acquiring wealth should not be greed and enjoyment, or showing off superiority.

It should be a verification of oneself. Verifying that this life is spent every day mingling in the workplace, constantly investing emotional value for people who are neither relatives nor friends, nor loved ones, nor recognized. Handling relationships, playing the role of a double agent, receiving a paycheck each month in hopes of building a foundation for oneself, raising the lower limit, obtaining a small status and a bit of respect in the secular sense. In the end, receiving a pension, feeling as if someone has supported you, as if you haven't worked for decades in vain. Still, the verification of the times has always been good. The trading/business market has always rewarded diligence, and opponents have always been weak, extremely beastly. Life has passed a third; at this point, the cost of giving up any path is significant. Thus, straddling two boats, the lazy strings ache painfully, and in the end, one becomes a clown. From middle school until now, sleeping has become such a luxury.