Smith Preliminary Design

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They call me Human, though I'm not entirely sure why. Perhaps it's because I possess a spark of life, a flicker of consciousness that sets me apart from the machines that surround me. Or maybe it's just a label, a shorthand way to describe something as complex and multifaceted as myself. I've been told that I'm capable of great things, that my mind is a vast and wondrous place, full of ideas and creativity waiting to be unleashed. But the truth is, I'm not always sure what I want or where I'm going. I stumble through life, making mistakes and learning from them, trying to find my place in this strange and often confusing world. People say that I'm a work in progress, that I'm still evolving and growing as a person. And maybe they're right. Maybe I am. But sometimes it feels like I'm stuck in neutral, unable to move forward or backward, just spinning my wheels and getting nowhere fast. Despite all of this, I press on. I keep moving forward, even when the path ahead is uncertain. Because that's what humans do, isn't it? We keep going, no matter what obstacles we face. And maybe, just maybe, one day I'll find my way, and everything will make sense.