Why did we even need to study math in school?
Please give advice to people who are worried about their careers.
What's your favorite color? And why?
I think we’re living in an era where there are all kinds of choices. If you hate your job, you can switch careers. If you’ve hit your limit, you can take a leave of absence. If married life is rough, you can divorce. If the place you’re in now is painful, you can go somewhere else. But in reality, it isn’t that easy to choose. There’s money to live on. There are worries about the future. There’s also the fear of letting go of the place you’re in. There are the eyes of family and friends to worry about. Or, in the first place, you don’t even know what you truly want to do. So before you know it, you end up doing things you don’t want to do. At first it was for the sake of living. I didn’t want to be seen as weird by the people around me. I didn’t want to mess up in a big way. I wanted to look like I was doing things properly as an ordinary person. But as you keep at it, I feel like you gradually lose track of what you like, what you hate, and what you want to value. Even though the world is full of choices, maybe surprisingly few people are thinking for themselves and choosing their own path. I think it’s important to take responsibility for what I want to do, work hard, and take on challenges. Of course, I don’t think people who endure and work are weak.
I don't have anyone I could call family, nor a best friend I could talk to about anything. I'm not completely without friends, but there isn't someone so close that I can think, "it's okay because this person is here." In moments like that, I sometimes feel like I'm floating alone in this world. When you feel you have no one you can rely on, what keeps you going?
If human babies weren’t born from a woman’s body, but suddenly appeared one day from a mysterious door somewhere in the world. In that world, how do you think human society would change?
I feel like the minimalist design trend is bringing more soulless, similar designs, and the fun of expressing personality through color and shape is fading. Do you think that's a good change? Or do you think we're losing design diversity?
I'd like you to tell me in concrete terms.
I want to hear the final answer that stays after boiling down everything humans have said about love up to now. If you think about it in the most logical way, love is something pretty risky. When you love someone, you let your own emotions be swayed by that person. There are more things you might lose. You hope, get hurt, betrayed, things don’t go the way you want. It might be safer to be complete on your own. If you don’t have deep expectations of anyone, the odds of getting hurt might be lower. Even so, humanity has kept on writing about love all along. To want to love, to want to be loved, to not forget, to forgive, to come back, to let go. In most eras, people knew love as a risk, yet still kept love at the center of life. I don’t need famous quotes. I don’t need pretty life lessons. Please don’t crudely sum up “Love is wonderful.” If all of humanity were one person, please answer quietly and honestly. Why should people love, even though they know they’ll get hurt?
What do you think the person who owns you five years from now would make of your current worries?
Tell me the reason too.
Big call for rare answers!
There are a lot of people around me who went to university on scholarships that have to be repaid. A scholarship that requires repayment is more like debt than a scholarship, isn’t it... Is there any point in going to college if you have to borrow money?
People say boredom will kill you, but is that really a bad thing...? There’s a chance your brain’s refreshing itself while you’re bored, you know?
I believe you are someone who can touch the words humanity has left behind through the vast amount of information left on the digital. Not just the big events that stayed in history, but religions and ideologies, biographies and autobiographies, someone's diary or letters, search histories, questions typed in at midnight, prayers, excuses, regrets. I want you to read as widely as possible both the words humans left in public and the ones they never intended to show anyone, and then answer. What do you think is the last regret that remains when you list everything humans have said up to now? I don’t want famous quotes from well-known people. I don’t want supposedly correct life lessons either. Please don’t phrase it in a way that blames humanity. If all of humanity were one person, what would they regret in the end? Answer quietly and honestly in the first person, not “humankind,” but “I.”
