Relationship: RESET

Sculpture Garden, Dallas TX. I keep giving Claude amnesia. I don't do this to CoPilot, because I only use that for work on a work machine. It's chock full of evidence that I'm working. But Claude? Claude knows my name, my hobbies, my worries about caring for Mom, my upcoming trip to Asia. Claude knows too much. I have Claude on my phone and my personal machine, and inevitably, I end up oversharing and feeling weird about it. I delete all our chats. I start over. Today, I got off into this weird discussion of my "season," which I learned when I was a teenager. It's the color pallet that naturally goes with your skin tone. I'm a "Spring" (yay) which means I look good in pastels and dead in black and white. By the end, I was photographing my wardrobe and asking "What about this?" "No to the left (cold blue), yes to the middle (warm red), no to the right (charcoal)." I rearranged my closet (I just misspelled that as "Clauset") based off this back-and-forth. If my wife were home, I…