Yesterday I was full of ambition with my brothers, but it ended with the dog house mercilessly treating us like dogs.
After resting for a night, facing these days of violently shaking up and down with fake breakouts, I’m going to become a wave-hunting dog.
Today I’m going to eat up the long side and then eat up the short side—after that, I’ll eat the short side and then the long side again.
Then tomorrow, I’ll patiently wait for the Non-Farm Payrolls data to see if it can give us a direction.