I have started something called ' intentional slow reading ' this year, as I have been no exception to rising screen addiction, and was also consciously aware of my AI usage. Spending time with physical books, especially books that have been written in the pre-ChatGPT age felt like a natural detox and raised my respect for those authors drastically. They take me to a different space and time, and even if it is not fiction, each thought-provoking line I go through makes me reflect on the originality of the author to have been able to come up with it. And I wonder if we will be left with the capacity for original thought at all anymore with the AI tools. That rant is reserved for another post. So, to sum up, I ended up reading a variety of books, picking one or two or even three at a time, but without any pressure to 'complete', consciously avoiding dopamine or adrenaline triggers. Pace does not matter. The idea is to read slowly, soaking in the words, trying to grasp the...
In My Radical Opinion