Missing out on #Aster feels like a thunderstorm on a summer night—intense and unexpected. The KOL round, the team's instinctive analysis, the consistent pessimism towards the DEX Perp track, and the rational analysis of "overvaluation" from everyone. In the face of the reality of skyrocketing prices, it feels so pale and powerless, like a slap in the face. Watching #Aster surge these past two days, my heart feels like it's weighed down by a piece of lead, heavy and hard to let go.

Every time I miss out and feel anxious, I habitually pull out that familiar copy of "Walden" from my desk. My fingertips brush against the rough pages, and that inexplicable restlessness and gloom seem to be gradually dissolved by the tranquil atmosphere within the book.

When my gaze falls again on Thoreau's saying—"Use the best years of your life to make money, so that you can enjoy a questionable freedom in the least valuable years of your life"—it feels as if I've been struck by a lightning bolt, and suddenly everything becomes clear.

The first time I read this sentence many years ago, it was just a casual glance, taken as a beautiful aphorism without deep thought. But tonight, after experiencing the loss of #Aster, and facing the so-called potential temptations and disappointments of dozens of times in the KOL round, I savor it again, and suddenly, every word becomes heavy and powerful. It is no longer just text; it transforms into a clear mirror reflecting my innermost struggles and desires.

I suddenly realize that we often place ourselves in a huge cage in pursuit of those external, quantifiable things—money, status, the approval of others. We give up the morning birdsong, miss the afternoon sunshine, and sacrifice time with loved ones, all just to "enjoy" a bit of elusive freedom built upon countless costs in the future.

Thoreau tells me that what is innate to humanity is the most precious. Our true needs are actually simple and pure: a meal, a piece of clothing warm enough to fend off the cold, a shelter that can protect us from wind and rain. We could experience every unique moment in life, feel the gentle breeze, listen to our inner voice, and pursue those intangible treasures that truly touch the soul. Yet, we are deceived by those "hypocritical and burdensome materials," diving headfirst into one "gold rush" trap after another.

I begin to reflect on what we are really pursuing. We always think that the endpoint of life is the peak of wealth, the throne of power. But Thoreau reminds me that the journey to the endpoint itself is the most precious and pure gift in life. Every setback, every growth, every connection with the world we experience along the way constitutes our unique life. Yet, we often rush forward, forgetting to look down at the path beneath our feet, missing the most beautiful scenery along the way.

At this moment, I finally reconcile with myself. The loss of #Aster is no longer a heavy burden but a profound reminder. It gives me the opportunity to pause, re-examine my inner self, and think about what is truly important.

"Walden" is like a wise sage; it has no flowery language or impassioned rhetoric, yet it always penetrates the fog of my heart with a calm and powerful force, allowing me to regain the long-lost tranquility and peace. It reminds me that the most beautiful scenery in life is not in the distance but in the present. What we truly need is not more wealth, but less desire, and a heart that can feel the world. Let’s encourage each other, good dreams, brothers and sisters! 🌛

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