Gold hit 42, and looking back on that day I sold the watch, leaving the jeweler's shop with an empty feeling in my heart, only a faint mark remaining on my wrist. I still remember that person asking if I'd be willing to sell it now that gold prices keep rising during wartime. I said yes.

I didn't expect that just two weeks later, it would drop from 52 back then to 42 now. Sometimes that's just how it is—it's not about having exceptional vision or being incredibly lucky. It's more like there's a certain feeling, an invisible force pushing you to do certain things. At the time you might not understand it, but eventually that arrow you've released will point you in the right direction.