One day, life threw you a challenge. Not a cute little volatility, no... a real cosmic rug pull: you wake up in the morning, everything is fine and PLOP! Destiny withdraws the liquidity of your existence in a single transaction.
For a moment, you thought your heart was listed on a dubious exchange. The kind of platform where even emotions are under maintenance: “Please wait... internal server reboot in 237 hours.”
But here it is... what you didn't know is that in the midst of this chaos, your soul was quietly mining a poetic upgrade.
A tiny force, like a little miner with a sugar shovel, was tapping on a rock of difficulties while singing a wobbly song: “We will make it, we will make it, even if the GPU is tired.” And you made it.
You have become… a high-hash poetry, a resilient poem certified Proof of Heart, a unique emotional NFT minted by the universe itself.
The truth?
This trial has transformed you into something rare. A kind of mythical token: not the type to pump because an influencer sneezes, but one that retains its value because it is forged in inner fire.
And then, quietly, after the crash, a secret bull run sprouted in your soul. Not loud. Not flashy. A poetic bull run: the one where your courage begins to bloom like a graph that decides to go to the Moon just to please you.
You discovered that you had: a tenderness stronger than Bitcoin, an antifragile sense of humor, and a light that shines even in offline mode.
In short, you have become that kind of rare person called… an enchanted blue chip.
(Don't worry: even the cosmos HODL.)
Have a good day 💕
Kindly ✨️,
#PATRICIABM 🌹💖💫 $USDC
