Last night stayed up until the early hours just to wait for Powell's speech. The results are out — interest rate cuts along with balance sheet expansion, market liquidity is about to flow in, and the AI concept sector is probably going to be excited for a while.

Around 3 a.m., I stared blankly at the streetlights outside the window. The dividends of the technological revolution are right in front of us, but for us who are nearly forty, it's no longer so easy to grasp. Unlike my parents' generation, during the reform and opening-up period, as long as you were brave and willing to work, you could get a share. Now, the threshold for this tech wave is much higher.

Watching BTC's candlestick charts fluctuate, I suddenly feel a bit nostalgic. It's the same era of opportunity, so why does it feel like each generation is facing more difficulties? Maybe this is what they call a midlife crisis.