It’s May 31, 2025.
Bitcoin’s down. Ethereum’s limping.
Solana just tripped over its own validator set.
Dogecoin is staring at the floor like it dropped something important (spoiler: it didn’t).
And yet…
You’re still here.
That’s the real headline.
Not "Market Red."
Not "Trillion-Dollar Dip."
Not "Liquidations Surge to $600M."
The real story is that a bunch of weirdos with seed phrases taped to the bottom of their keyboards are still waking up, brewing stale coffee, and checking CoinGecko with one eye open.
Because you know what most people do when an asset drops 6% overnight?
They leave.
But you?
You refresh. You research. You rotate into something stupider.
You open twelve new tabs, bridge to an obscure chain, and stake in a protocol named after a fruit.
That’s commitment.
So while the normies write their "Why I'm Leaving Crypto" Medium posts, you’re out here setting up wallet #38, wondering if you can mine something on a toaster.
That’s not just resilience.
That’s a lifestyle.
The price is down? So what.
You’ve got time. You’ve got caffeine. You’ve got tabs.
And maybe—just maybe—you’ll find that one coin nobody’s noticed yet.
So here’s to you.
The broken. The caffeinated. The dangerously optimistic.
You’re still here. And that means you’re still dangerous.
Stay weird,
A.B. Gobling
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