If I were to forget who I was yesterday, what would stop me from inventing someone new tomorrow?

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Let's say you delete the entire internet. Not just the websites, everything. Every app, every post, every memory.

I feel like the world around me is falling apart. Emails I haven’t replied to. Dreams I can’t tell if I still want.

A love letter, a realization, and a guide to joy, for myself.

The last night of sleep in your childhood bed. The last time everyone's together, not knowing it's the last time.

Hint: It's not a technical one. The next revolution in AI isn't about what it can do, it's about people who can use it.

Wake up babe, it's 2024. Those 15-second short videos are officially everywhere. We've lost our time to think.