Just swept through the NFT floor prices—there’s been a pretty straightforward drop, but liquidity is still exactly the same dead state. The items I put up for sale have been listed for a week, and I’m the only one standing guard. Royalties get changed back and forth, and the community narrative is as cold as a bear-market recap. At this point, the only thing left is holders calling out to each other, “Don’t panic.” Honestly, part of me wants to one-click uninstall my wallet—out of sight, out of mind.

But then, turning around, I see all those tokens waiting to be unlocked on the unlock calendar. I still have to keep an eye on the funding rate section, too. Forget it—I didn’t move my hand. At this point, neither cutting is right nor playing dead is right; I’ll just treat it as practice for stop-loss discipline. That’s it for now—let’s see how long this narrative can hold up.