Once I wrote a text and asked AI to edit it. AI returned a blank page. I thought: something is wrong. A technical malfunction? Machine overheating? Who knows.
I asked again. Silence. A little later—a new blank page.
What is going on? All right. Tomorrow.
The first thing I did the next morning was reread my text. It wasn’t perfect. There were rough spots. But it had something genuine. In fact, I liked it.
After thinking for a moment, I opened AI again and… quietly thanked it for not editing my text.
I thought I heard it sigh with relief.
Alisher Faizullaev 