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She needs to be allowed to make mistakes. It’s a vital part of learning. The least I can do is make it safe for her to do so.
an object’s relevance will be dictated by its uniqueness. How it differs from the things around it.
There are worse things than a cheerful robot. If Mariimo’s worst glitch is a cheery disposition, I think I’ve done pretty well, considering. Besides, maybe a machine that goes out of its way to make me smile is exactly what I need right now.
I can’t stand being touched. It hurts. Like an electric shock, shooting through my nerves. Clenching my muscles. I can’t help but recoil from it. It’s a reflex. Yet at the same time, I crave touch. I fantasize about it. I see others being touched and I feel this aching need. As if there’s this awful void in my chest, this thirst woven into my skin, and the only thing that could possibly provide relief is an affectionate, intimate touch. But I can never find relief. Because for me, it hurts. How am I supposed to reconcile that?
