Nothing matters not me, not the investment, not the results, because if I dont feel like Im going for it all the time I feel exasperated, asphyxiated, as if Im moving in slow-motion, underwater, too calculating I want to experience the unexpected and find that its even better than I could have ever expected. There is always some risk, and I want to experience huge rewards; however, since gain and loss are linked in our minds, heavily weighted, I must take one to get the other, and find a way to love them both. If there is no big game to hunt, I cant hear the music of life, so while it may not be practical to trade large, if Im not working up to it, I dont want to be practical. Losers fear almost everything, I just want to play the game better and better, to beat time, my false self, and false concerns, to do whatever it takes to lead to excessive profit. Maybe thats trading like its the last week, month, year of inventory of fresh air to breathe theres nothing wrong with all the eggs in one basket if you are able to protect them from point A to B. Id rather make less trips, I dont want to think back later on and remember that I didnt go beyond myself and heed my gut. Patience winning and losing doesnt exist, we carve out a limited experience of it looking for results, what matters are the decisions and we have only ourselves to fool.