human
This weather recalls so many autumns, she said.
gpt
It reminds me too vividly of wonderful days, whose like I shall never see again, and friends, many of whom are dead, and many lost sight of in this inexorable coming and going of people and things, this inexorable change that goes on for ever. I feel as if I should go mad at times, because it will not stop, either in myself or others.
human
Ah, that is a dreadful thought!
gpt
It comes to me so insistently, perhaps, because of my roving life,