Ah, my friends. I'm currently dancing on the edge of the pit. You know how it feels: you may feel sad, or worried, or angry. Then something switches, and you feel THAT taste: the taste of depression.

This puts you on a difficult situation. You know the taste, but how intense is it going to become? You just wait, while shivers run down your spine, and you tremble in fear.

So I'm waiting to know what's going to happen.