This morning, the dawn still rose, I woke up early as usual. Watered the plants, went for a run, took a shower, then zoomed off on the Sirius that I have been attached to for nearly two decades, directly to the office. But today is a special day. I stopped by my familiar café, treating myself to a glass of thick black coffee, letting my soul wander among the straight trees on the most beautiful road in Saigon.
Reflecting on the journey so far, my heart feels heavy. I am about to give up the job that has been part of my youth, it is no longer just a job but a part of me. How will I face my boss, the one who has supported and trusted me wholeheartedly? But what can I do, when Bitcoin keeps "soaring" like this, how can I be in the mood to go to work anymore! In the hustle and bustle of life, only I and my glass of black coffee understand the feelings of someone about to "retire early" because of crypto. Surely my boss will understand, right? Or should I invite my boss for a glass of black coffee and then together "ride the wave" of Bitcoin?
