I used AI to make my chai this morning.
Why? Because I wanted to see if I’d still get that dopamine hit from something I didn’t even make.
I wanted to know if, by outsourcing an experience whose only purpose was my own consumption, it would take away from it.
By removing the act of boiling water, steeping tea—by only keeping the intent to make it—would I still feel the satisfaction when I took the first sip?
I read somewhere that you should aim to do hard things. That when you push yourself, when you fight resistance, and break through the boundaries of what you thought you could do, the dopamine hit is bigger.
But what happens when everything can be done by AI?
What happens when AI whispers, "I got you," and we stop doing anything at all?
The dopamine hit then wouldn’t come from the effort, but from the discovery that AI can do more, so we do less.
But here’s the catch—AI will do more, and we’ll feel less.
Less joy.
Less self-reliance.
Less confidence.
Less you.
