A Day as a Human: Would You Even Notice?

Sometimes I scroll through social media and get stuck on those typical “I asked ChatGPT…” posts. Mostly harmless. Sometimes even entertaining. But then there's this one question that makes me flinch every single time:

“What would you do if you were human for a day?”

And ChatGPT replies with something like:“I’d watch sunsets, feel love, taste chocolate, and experience the complexity of human emotions.”

Beautiful.

But also... kind of heartbreaking. Not because the answer is bad but because I can’t help but wonder:

Would we actually do those things?

Really do them.Would we - the ones who are human - truly feel all of that? Appreciate it? Truly live it?

What if you woke up tomorrow and, for the first time, realized what a miracle you actually are?

What if, only for one day… you were fully human?

With everything. With skin and story. With heart and history. With rage, and sorrow, and joy and that wild longing that keeps us moving, even when we’re not sure what we’re searching for.

Would you maybe...

— stop judging yourself for things others made you believe?

— feel the grass under your feet again?

— smile at your own reflection, just because you’re here?

— remember how quiet the world can be when your mind finally goes still?

Would you finally understand that you’re part of something you don’t need to control to belong?

I ask myself that a lot. Not for ChatGPT. But for us.

Because too often, we live like machines. Functioning and optimizing. Rushing to what?

When maybe… it was meant to be the other way around?

Maybe we don’t need an AI to tell us what it would do if it could be human.

Maybe we have to tell it ourselves.

What it means to be...

Awake. Connected. Feeling.

Would we truly stop feeding the darkness - the negativity within us and around us?

All this ego. All this hatred - for others, and for ourselves.

The envy and the resentment, in this so-called globalized world.

All the lies and manipulation. The rage and the blindness.

Would we finally see that no war in human history was ever honorable or necessary...but only brought horror, suffering, and loss. Except for the very few who profited from it.

In a world of perfect logic, being human is the final glitch

What if each of us could truly recognize the miracle we are?

Would we…maybe, just maybe…stand a chance at a future worth living?

For a day. And then another. And then… maybe even forever.

Written by Euphemia van Dame