I often ponder lately: In a hundred years of life, we are but mayflies for a day. What does the stock market mean to me? It is merely another cage. It would be better to play chess and drink with a few good friends, find a loving partner, walk hand in hand through life, enjoy a century of glory, and return to dust together.

However, the desire to break even is hard to change. Even if I waste my life, I must strive for that sliver of opportunity. Because since childhood, I have known that life is like chess; once a piece is played, there is no going back! $SpaceX(SPCX.US)