At the hospital, the guy ahead of me in line was holding his phone sideways, thumb hovering over the screen. The nurse called him twice, and he didn’t even look up.
I know that posture. Last year, I’d crouch in the stairwell and open my account, shoulders hunched, feeling guilty whenever anyone walked by.
The XRP I bought at 1.09 is still just sitting there. Every few days I take a peek, like visiting a relative who’s given up and gone flat. I say nothing, then leave as soon as I’ve had a look.
He’s so absorbed now, he’s probably just given himself another thing to worry about.
My phone’s in my pocket too. I didn’t dare take it out. First, I’ll give my eyes back to myself. I’ll go outside and face it then.
$XRP
I know that posture. Last year, I’d crouch in the stairwell and open my account, shoulders hunched, feeling guilty whenever anyone walked by.
The XRP I bought at 1.09 is still just sitting there. Every few days I take a peek, like visiting a relative who’s given up and gone flat. I say nothing, then leave as soon as I’ve had a look.
He’s so absorbed now, he’s probably just given himself another thing to worry about.
My phone’s in my pocket too. I didn’t dare take it out. First, I’ll give my eyes back to myself. I’ll go outside and face it then.
$XRP
