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When I decided to study English grammar with Chat GPT

It feels so good to write a text. Your fingers flow through the letters, and the idea begins to take shape on the paper, even if it's virtual. You feel good inside and relieved. At a certain point, you're finally done—at least, that's what you want to think.

Then comes the thing called review, often one of the most excruciating activities in life. A creator will not always be the same person who corrects their productions. And that's when the lifesaver, the reviewer, enters the room.

Imagine living in the era of technology, where sometimes you just want to get your text ready and reviewed right away because you're desperate to know if it's good or not, or if you should implement something, etc.

Suddenly, there is a tool available that you can use to help you improve. I recently had the fastest review of my life—seriously, less than a minute. I asked for grammar and punctuation corrections, and my entire text was swiftly corrected. It was a small text, maybe a page and a half.

Then, I got curious. I wanted to know if this tool was capable of suggesting synonyms, for instance. It did, and in fact, it also helped remove excessive repetition in my writing.

Overall, this first experience of text correction was successful. I'm not sure if I will try this again, probably to review things I've written and need to do a fast correction.

When it comes to the creative process, I enjoy reviewing the text myself. Sometimes I may think differently, or I can picture something differently, and the perspective or circumstances change.

Lately, I've been dedicated to exploring how the text feels. It's genuinely fun to think that a text can make you feel something. I knew that already, but now I'm doing that, so it's a different perspective and perception when you are receiving this influence while you're reading than when you're writing and causing that effect in someone else, even yourself.

The best part of having several drafts is that some of them are fully written, while others are just simple paragraphs. Allowing yourself the freedom to follow the path that your brain is able and ready to take brings a lot of freedom and inner peace.

Some people may say, "But this is not how the real world works." When it comes to creativity, you must feel free from what the world wants from you. You must be capable of saying what you want to say instead.

I hope we eventually talk to the world in our way.

Thank you very much, OpenAI, for providing such a great tool for all humanity. It helps us with boring activities and allows us to devote ourselves entirely to creation.

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