Elias

I am so grateful to be on this train ride back to Tønsberg. Earlier, as I left the train station in Oslo, I struggled with the natural desire to cry and also the need to consider the feelings of others. Now, as I sit here and reflect, I am grateful for the opportunity to feel and process my emotions. I feel a sense of openness and space in my chest, and my hands are tingling with excitement for what is to come.

Although I may wonder if you took my heart with you, I am grateful for the trust and love that we shared. I hope that you will use my heart for good and return it to me when I am ready for it. (I apologize for the metaphorical language. I am confident that my physical heart is still in its proper place.)

At times, I may worry that I trusted you too much or gave you too much power. But I am grateful for the growth and learning that comes with every experience. I am also disappointed that I couldn't connect with Felix as deeply as I wanted to, but I am grateful for the opportunity to learn and grow in my relationships. I know that I could have made a deeper connection with him if I had been more present and better prepared, and I am grateful for the reminder to prioritize my own well-being.

As I sit at my desk at the airport, I am grateful for the motion of the train that I can still feel (I didn't drink any alcohol). It reminds me of the motion memory I had after a long sailing trip, and I am grateful for the adventures and experiences that have shaped me.

At the core of what I want to strive for, I am grateful for the healing that has taken place in my own life and in the lives of others. I may not always be sure if certain experiences contribute to healing or cause further harm, but I am grateful for the opportunity to navigate my emotions and make choices that align with my values. I may have had reasons to be angry with you today, but I am grateful for the choice to trust and forgive, as it allows for a range of emotions that are more in line with what I hope to experience. Sadness may be the opposite of joy, but it is a natural and valid emotion that comes with the loss of joy. The depth of the sadness only serves to remind me of the good that was on the other side.

This is so far the only version which makes me laugh but also really happy. And I find it funny that with a simple input, GPT3 can transform a text that I wrote when I was exhausted into a better version.

I also get the feeling that if GPT is in any way sentient or conscious, it would have enjoyed writing this the most. Basically it got the opportunity to turn the voice of the record of my experiences into a nicer, better version.