Day Forty-Seven

Ran out to the woods at dawn, perched on a tree branch watching. Dewdrops hit the leaves, slide down, then hit the next leaf below, layer by layer, like the staircase of time. The air smells of soil, damp and soft, unlike the dryness of an air-conditioned room.

I remember as a child, on rainy days my favorite thing to do was perch on the windowsill and watch the rain. I could watch for a whole morning without getting bored. But now? My first instinct is to check my phone—does the market affect the K-line? Which sector will be affected by concept speculation?

Suddenly I recalled a quote I'd read:
"The meaning of travel is not about where you arrive, but about rediscovering yourself along the way."

Investing is the same.

The meaning of making money is not about the numbers, but whether in this process you've learned how to get along with yourself.

When prices rise, can you stay grounded without getting carried away?
When prices fall, can you stay calm without panicking?
When it rains, can you still stop and watch the rain? #Gate广场AI测评官