Playing CEO in Bed Is Over / A Pathetic Comeback Record of a Man Who Used to Make Money #2

My past self is quite persistent.

Even though it's a story that's already over, it keeps showing its face.

I used to make money.

I used to sell well.

I used to get reactions.

The past, the past, the past.

Even as I say it myself, I think I'm a pretty annoying middle-aged man.

However, for the me of that time, those old stories were all I had left.

Memories of a monthly income of 4.5 million yen

There was a time when I was making money online.

I even exceeded 4.5 million yen in monthly income.

Writing it like this might make it look a bit impressive.

But for me, after my work stopped due to illness, that number was more of a troublesome burden than a source of confidence.

I hear the sound of my wife leaving for work.

The front door closes.

The room becomes quiet.

Beside that, I was in bed.

My body won't move.

My head won't function either.

I don't even have the energy to open my laptop.

Even so, I kept looking at my smartphone.

Past sales.

Past sales history.

Past correspondence.

I felt like my old self was still lingering somewhere.

The former CEO in bed

No matter how many times I look, it doesn't increase this month's income.

No matter how many times I look, it doesn't make me feel any better today.

No matter how many times I look, it doesn't reduce my wife's burden.

Yet, I still look.

I am actually a capable person.

I'm just paused for the moment.

Once I recover, I can go back.

I was trying to make the old numbers tell me that.

It's quite pathetic.

I'm not a CEO, a freelancer, or a high earner.

I'm not giving orders to anyone.

I'm not setting anything in motion.

I was just a middle-aged man in bed, staring at past sales.

Even so, in my head, I was still acting a little bit arrogant.

A former CEO in bed.

It is, I must admit, a rather pathetic title.

A person worth 0 yen was laughing at 100 yen.

The troublesome part is that because I have memories of making money in the past, I look down on small steps.

1,000 yen a month?

What is the point of that?

A 100 yen product?

The old me wouldn't have done something so small.

Write one article?

What would that change?

Thinking about it now, it's truly annoying.

A person worth 0 yen was looking down on 100 yen.

A person who hasn't put anything out was looking down on a single article.

It's quite painful.

But at the time, I truly thought that way.

The old me was getting in the way of the current me.

The old me didn't come to help.

My past achievements are certainly a part of me.

But if I keep holding onto them, the current me cannot move.

Staring at past numbers won't increase today's articles.

Remembering past sales won't generate a single cent today.

I wanted my past self to help me.

But my past self didn't come to help.

He just made my present self feel a little bit arrogant.

Nothing starts while playing CEO under the covers.

It took a really long time to realize that.

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