My body's signals are telling me I need to slow down. No one can outlast the passage of time. A friend woke me up in the middle of the night to buy some coins, and I immediately had a headache and a relapse of my bipolar disorder. I almost wanted to jump. Now I'm holding on, and I've decided to sleep on mute. Compared to life, money isn't important. I think people over 35 really don't need to stay up late, and should start being optimistic and accepting their fate. Do what makes you happy. When you're sick, fame and money are meaningless. The biggest takeaway from this cycle is to let go and stop fighting against time.