Today is one of those days when you wake up not really wanting to talk.

As soon as my phone lights up, $BTC and $ETH are diving, even the few coins that usually resist the fall are lying flat.

At a glance, the red is the eyes, and the green is the account.

Yesterday I was still discussing with friends whether to increase positions,

today, all that’s left is the silence of "Can this break even?".

No warning, no buffer, it feels like being slapped by the market, and still having to smile and say: "Thank you for the reminder."

Scrolling through Twitter, everyone is joking,

saying "The joy of the bull market is over, let's go back to moving bricks."

I laughed, but inside I felt a bit sour.

Not because of losing money, but that feeling of - "So it turns out this time it's not me either."

But speaking of which, who hasn't experienced a few crashes?

Those who love this market know it has never been gentle.

Yet every time we still rush in without hesitation,

because we believe - maybe next time, it will be my turn.

Let’s go to bed early tonight, don’t watch the market anymore.

Leave some hope for tomorrow, for that self who is still holding on.