i am wrong
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So, all that’s left to do
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And if you die,
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When is the right moment?
“Your defining act of love for your child will not be the 2:00 AM feedings, the sleepless, fretful night spent beside him in the hospital, or the second job you took to pay for college.
Your zenith will occur in the face of a withering blast of frightening rage from your child, in allowing no rage from yourself in response. Your finest moment may well be your darkest. And you will be a parent.” (Michael J. Bradley)
For the time being, i believe the above to be false, should a parent really take their time to be a playmate, a guide, a dance partner, a coach, a partner in crime, an enforcer of rules, the first love, with their child.
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AI considerations
It was probably one of the earliest attempts at figuring out efficient ways for AI and humans to communicate. Timid in its approach. Some say we should build walls, some say we should build barriers. Some say we should restrict Internet access and restrict access to information to make ourselves feel safe.
All i can say is … Alexa … have a good night.
I’ll start here.
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The Raspberry Softie
i had no idea i was saving the single pack of Raspberry Softies for Her, as i unpacked all the supplies. The guy wanted to take it and put it in the box, but i told him that’s for me, so we left it in the car as we carried everything inside.
i then saw Her asking for something, from the lady at the reception and the lady came back with a slice of bread and a pâté can, from the things i had brought, and gave it to Her. She took it, and went to Her backpack, and was placing them inside. i keep wondering right now, why She didn’t receive any of the biscuits or the wafers or the coffee that i had brought earlier, but it’s not up to me to decide who gets what, i just deliver. Would be nice if everyone does their job and the goods get to the people.
Then i realized that i saved the box of Raspberry Softies for Her. i went to my car and got it, then, went back inside.
As i leaned in to give Her the box, She froze.
Her eyes glued to it, and it broke my heart. It took Her a few seconds to move. Her hand was trembling as She reached for the box and when She finally looked at me, i could see Her eyes questioning, confused as to why am i doing this. i could almost feel that She hasn’t been treated like a human being in god knows how long. i gave Her 10$ and that confused Her even more. She looked at the money and at the box again and then i left Her.