Dank Dreams
Dank stared at the myriad of charts swirling on his computer screen, each line a testament to his dwindling hopes and failures. The digital clock blinked 4:20 AM, but sleep was a distant dream. He had promised himself that this would be the year he would finally make it! Investments would pay off, but now, looking at the red arrows cascading like a waterfall, he felt the weight of his choices pressing down on him.