The Internet taught me; AI helps me tell it

When I was young, really young, I got my first computer at sixteen.
It was a 386 DX33, with 8 MB of RAM and a massive 80 MB hard drive.
That was enormous back then. Most people didn’t even have a hard drive.

I loved that machine. I spent hours exploring it, trying to understand how it worked. But learning was hard. Books were rare and often confusing. I still remember one about Slackware Linux—which, somehow, still exists today—but the explanations were so unclear that I felt more lost after reading it.

And there was no Internet. No videos, no forums, no search engine waiting to answer your questions.
You had to figure things out the slow way…by breaking them.

Then the Internet arrived.
And that changed everything.

It wasn’t just a revolution for the world; it was a revolution for me.
Suddenly, I could learn faster than ever before. I could read tutorials, join forums, and connect with people who actually knew what they were doing. It was like the world opened up overnight.

That’s when I realised something about myself:
I love learning and sharing.

The Internet made learning limitless — it gave me access to knowledge I could never have found alone. It made me who I am today, someone who loves cloud, FinOps, and the invisible architecture that holds the digital world together.

But now, decades later, something new has arrived: AI.

Large Language Models like ChatGPT have become my daily companion. Yet interestingly, they don’t help me learn in the same way the Internet did.
I still learn from reading, from research, from the long, messy process of curiosity.

What AI helps me with is sharing.

My ideas often come as fragments—half-formed connections, odd metaphors, and sudden insights that arrive at inconvenient times.
Before AI, I would lose many of them. I couldn’t write fast enough to capture them all, and they would fade away.

Now I just talk to my phone.
I pour my thoughts out in any order, raw and unfiltered, and AI helps me make sense of them.
It connects the dots. It finds the thread.
It helps me turn chaos into clarity.

So if the Internet gave me the power to learn,
AI gives me the power to share.

And funnily enough, I didn’t plan to make that connection, yet, it appeared as I was saying this very text aloud. The thought revealed itself mid-sentence, like the final piece of a puzzle clicking into place.

That’s how I see AI.
Not as a teacher, but as a mirror.
Not as something that gives me knowledge, but something that helps me express it.

Learning was the Internet’s gift.
Sharing is AI’s.