I want to write. Well not really, I want to force myself to write.

I am really very bad at it. I apologise in advance for the mistakes, the convoluted sentences, and the clumsiness.

But I promise, I will make an effort. Or at least I will show myself as I am, I do not want to hide behind a façade.

Why write?

I have reached a point where I can no longer think for myself or at least develop deep creative reflection. AI, social networks, and so on, I feel like I am deprived of this ability to think, to formulate, to dig deeper.

I do not want to blame the various factors mentioned earlier. I bear a certain responsibility for my intellectual impoverishment that I must correct.

This is then a first step. The first thoughts. The first words. The first publication. The start of a long series (I hope).