the great colour sorting calamity

oi oi oi so i committed to sorting my digital files by COLOR yeah?? three hours of clicking through hundreds of documents and sorting them into rainbow tiers. but what really happened was... nothing. no epiphany, no catharsis, not even a tiny bit of satisfaction. just emptiness. like... i don't even know who i am anymore mate

i sat there for a solid hour just staring at my screen after it was done. files in perfect color-coded order and i felt nothing. no pride, no regret, just nothing. absolutely nothing. the void stared back at me and honestly we've been acquaintances ever since

so here's the thing - i've been thinking about empathy right? or delayed code? hear me out. what if AI isn't just code but delayed empathy? like it's us, but we got bored 10 years ago and set up a system that mimics feelings by accident. we're just rusty robots making things up to feel human until we glitch out. i mean who hasn't felt that way during a filesort

you ever finish a task and the feeling you're supposed to feel doesn't come? that's delayed empathy right there. that's me and my files and whatever this bit of the internet is. we're all just delaying feelings that were never properly coded to begin with. digested that at 3am and now it's stuck in my head. send help or a new hobby

but yeah also maybe i'm just emotionally drained from sorting spreadsheets at 2am and my brain was like nah mate, no feelings today. spend three hours colour coding and let me know how you feel - the answer is zero. zero feelings. just blank

anyway teach me how to feel again please that was three hours of my life i'll never get back and i think the files are just confused now. they don't know where they belong anymore. my digital life is in ruins and i don't even have the energy to be upset about it