Sound leaves no evidence. There’s no stain on the ceiling — nothing you can point at and say there. An apartment can seem silent at noon and wake me at 2 a.m., when a bass note comes through the wall, too faint to justify a complaint but enough to keep me awake. What got to me was having no control over it: someone else could ruin my next day without even knowing.
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It all started with a comment from my doctor. He told me that, ideally, I should wake up like Mickey Mouse: bright, energetic, and ready to leap out of bed.
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When my wife asked, “Which decisions should you not delegate to AI?”, I stumbled.
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