In recent years, as I've grown older, my passion has faded. How many times have I started something without knowing where it was going? I have work and a life to deal with. Even if I'm not completely exhausted, I can still feel myself getting a little worn down.
I used to think Mr. Qi was great, then I thought he wasn't so great. After that, I thought Mr. Ba might have a shot, but that hope quickly turned into a shattered fantasy. Then I thought Mr. Huan was wonderful. And now? He's changed his name and appearance, and I've watched Mr. Ci embrace the tide of fashion until I can no longer recognize him.
So, in a moment between waking and dreaming, I've returned to that plain, barren place. I want to see if I can find that little spark of joy again.
And so, I'd like to introduce Miss Yordle to you all.
