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The discomfort of loneliness shapes us in ways we don’t recognize—and we may not like what we become without it.

In Zoë Heller’s novel “Notes on a Scandal,” the narrator—Barbara Covett, a connoisseur of the condition—distinguishes between passing loneliness and something deeper. Most people, she observes, think back to a bad breakup and imagine that they understand what it means to be alone. But, she continues, “about the drip, drip of long-haul, no-end-in-si

AI can write faster than me now. It can code faster, think faster, create faster. But it can't feel the way my heart stops when I read the perfect sentence. It can't know why certain images haunt me for days. It can't understand why some ideas refuse to let go.

That's what I collect now. Not information. Not content. But moments of recognition. Piec