[nuclearnice3]

That's how I saw it.

The AI portions as the chorus of a song carrying the mood of the more specific bits written by the human.

I also thought the bit I quoted was evocative of my own process of grief. At first you are shattered. You've lost half yourself. You've lost everything. Then, in the slightest most mundane ways, you heal. I can make the bed. I can live in the world.