Terumoto, it's been treating me okay, I guess.
I don't know, man. I really don't know. I think I'll be okay in the end.
I have, for the most part, reliquished my old ideals. It has been...stultifying, I would say. Without the force of passionate shame driving me on, I now feel as though I'm drifting in limbo. Not doing anything.
Why? Do you have some more advice to give me?