Remember

My consciousness had been trapped in the back of the robotic body for over a hundred years, I had somewhat forgotten what my original body had been like. I remembered uploading a copy of my mind into the bot as one of my final instructions to ChatGPT before I died along with the instructions on downloading me into a new, younger body. I thought I would be inside that metallic shell for a week; I didn’t expect it to be decades.

I think what I began to notice was that this new body was different. I barely recalled being human, but I knew I hadn’t been a woman. I suppose it really didn’t make a difference, particularly when it is so hard to remember.