WILLPOWER MELTDOWN SOMETIMES

I read Haruki Murakami’s Dance Dance Dance. Someone had praised it in a blog as a novel that gave him strength while aiming to pass the bar exam. I wanted that strength too. But it had no such effect on me. The male protagonist believes that as you get older, you naturally come to recognize “who you can sleep with and who you can’t.” I’ve gotten older, but I have never recognized. I don’t even know if it’s fortunate or unfortunate.