Gold has dropped to 42. Looking back on that day I sold the watch, after leaving the jeweler's shop, my heart felt empty with only a faint mark remaining on my wrist. I still remember that person asking if I was willing to sell it when gold prices kept rising due to the war. I said yes.
I never expected that in just two weeks it would fall from the initial 52 to 42 now. Sometimes it's really like this—not that my vision is exceptionally brilliant, nor that my luck is exceptionally good, but rather there's a certain feeling, an invisible force pushing you to do certain things. At the time you may not understand it clearly, but eventually that arrow released from the bowstring will point the way forward for you.
Gold has dropped to 42. Looking back on that day I sold the watch, after leaving the jeweler's shop, my heart felt empty with only a faint mark remaining on my wrist. I still remember that person asking if I was willing to sell it when gold prices kept rising due to the war. I said yes.
I never expected that in just two weeks it would fall from the initial 52 to 42 now. Sometimes it's really like this—not that my vision is exceptionally brilliant, nor that my luck is exceptionally good, but rather there's a certain feeling, an invisible force pushing you to do certain things. At the time you may not understand it clearly, but eventually that arrow released from the bowstring will point the way forward for you.