Every time I face the sunset, I instinctively become quiet.

I am good at sensing but not good at expressing, afraid of ruining the beauty of the moment. So I let time slow down, as if the progress bar of life pauses briefly, leaving only the setting sun itself.

It is during these slow moments that people become more clear-headed.

True opportunities often emerge in silence. Those who have experienced cycles understand to tighten their emotions during lows and patiently wait for the trend to unfold.

For 2026, I have gained a quiet anticipation. Not expecting a surge, but patiently waiting for the trend.

The sunset has taught me perhaps not romance, but a sense of rhythm. Knowing when to let go and when to move forward.