Losing my voice

Lately i had AI check my posts. Of course the language and clarity is improved, but this is not me, I am never clear in my thoughts and or speech. And this is a totally personal blog.

Here is the Ai version:

Lately, I’ve been letting AI check my blog posts. Sure, the language is smoother and it sounds way clearer—but honestly? It just doesn’t feel like me. I’m the kind of person whose thoughts and speech are always a bit scattered and messy. Since this is a completely personal blog, I want it to sound like me, not some perfectly polished robot

on line

 Today, I canceled my home delivery of The New York Times. Adieu  old companions.-- physical newspapers. For fifty or sixty years, I read newspapers everywhere—at home, on subways, and in parks. I have read Scînteia, L'Unità, Le Monde, and The New York Times.  I want my news now. Now!

optics

In her late seventies my mother was a cashier at the beauty salon. She was counting the money very very slow and again and counting again.  I did not understand and was quite annoyed by how slow she was.  Now I understand.