Last night, I fantasized about my boyfriend pulling his eyes away from the btc charts and letting them close for the first time in two days. I’m pretty sure his mind has been lost in the ichimoku cloud with no hope of decent. Luckily his body succumbed in the early hours of the morning, allowing me to wake up satisfied to the rising and falling of a chest.
And then I make my way through our house, finding the beeping sound of btc prices rising and feel a pang of responsibility, knowing I may have to wake him if it keeps climbing.
Dear btc investors/traders:
I’m always inspired by your passion and dedication and genius! But omg please sleep sometimes!
I’m going to leave you with an amusing adaptation of Doge, created by my five year old
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Happy Trading 🧡🧡🧡