"Whatever that meant... well, I just couldn't guess."
And here I am, throwing another pebble in the ocean. Writing on the internet feels like sending a message in a bottle and throwing it in the ocean.
The words will probably sink to the bottom and land somewhere, on the ocean’s bed, adding more pollution to an already saturated space.
In these times were AI is used to write just about everything, I feel compelled to start writing online again, just so that human stories remain the business of humans, for just a little bit longer.