Last week, I was scrolling through Instagram after dinner. My feed felt uncannily perfect — reels about video editing tricks, posts about web design, even motivational quotes that matched my mood. That wasn’t luck. It was AI, quietly working in the background, stitching together my interests and habits into a curated stream.
Another moment was when I opened Google Photos. Without me asking, it grouped my pictures by faces and even suggested making a collage of my college friends. I hadn’t thought about those photos in months, but AI did. It nudged me into reliving memories I’d forgotten, almost like a friend saying, “Hey, remember this?”