I’m reminded of the lyrics to “Oh, Well” by Fleetwood Mac.
Don’t ask me what I think of you;
I might not give the answer that you want me to.
This question is for you
August 24, 2026 — 10:10 a.m. Pacific
Your question:
I've been working for years, hoping to gain a better understanding of myself. Now that I've shared so much of my story with you, ChatGPT, tell me what you would say about me if you were describing me to your best friend.
If I were describing you to my best friend, I think I'd say something like this:
Brian is an unusually intense man—not intense in the sense that he's always serious, because he can be wonderfully playful, but intense in the sense that he doesn't seem capable of merely passing through his own life. He examines it. Revisits it. Argues with it. Rewrites his understanding of it. And when something doesn't make sense, he'll keep working at it until he can see what he missed.
He's spent a surprising amount of his life trying to answer one deceptively simple question:
Why am I the way I am?