Have you ever experienced that?
You've been trading for a few decades. You are always profitable, money isn't the matter, but... you are, only speaking, exhausted. You want something more.
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Have you ever experienced that?
You've been trading for a few decades. You are always profitable, money isn't the matter, but... you are, only speaking, exhausted. You want something more.
Ok, don't hesitate to let me f*ck off and begin a self-help site, lol. The issue remains, yet...
Yeeeeeeep.Originally Posted by ;
Not necessarily something more. . .just something distinct.
Finest cure for not needing to trade anymore...
Get employment...
Work around the public.
Read a Newspaper. . .go on Twitter...
These are all of the reasons that I return into my terminal...
Since it turns out...I only like people when I have the advantage of completely tunning out them by hitting an x in the top right hand corner of my screen...
Basically...a feeling of perspective.
Who would ya come out of when ya got into trading. . .what were your objectives and ambitions...
If you've got there. . .time to re-adjust.
If you haven't, time.
Uh, oh... aren't you setting the bar too high?Originally Posted by ;
obtaining a project sounds mundane.
I'd rather make a newspaper than read one.
As much as I love people, I really do love the x at the top right hand corner of my screen...
A control freak and a bitch... any vacancies...?![]()
Give me a few of yo cash and I will give you something more in lifeOriginally Posted by ;
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Yup...Originally Posted by ;
That is what helps lend perspective...
When we were kids in college, we did not wish to go to college. . .until we could not go to college anymore.
Break away in the safety. . .for me, that's hanging out in my own instincts and sipping on a beer before. . .but we're all different...I hope!
Taking a Job enables you to understand all the reasons you wanted to be your own boss. Set your own hours. All day, Hang out in your footie jammies!
I'm very astonished at how low men can go to try and prove their dubious worth to girls... both metaphorically and literally...Originally Posted by ;
Jog on, sod!