If gaining a strong command of English is your goal, you must fall in love with deliberate practice. I’ve immersed myself in books written in English for years. In an age when almost everyone is distracted focus is a superpower.
Large language models can be useful companions on that journey. Still, writing and reading must remain central. The habit will only stick if it is internally driven.
You must practice for its own sake. For daily discipline to endure, it has to bring you genuine enjoyment.
I know this from experience. I drifted away from music when I fell out of love with it. Perhaps the truth is that I will never break through as I once hoped.
I didn’t want to be merely a consumer; I wanted to contribute something meaningful to art.
When I could no longer hear music as I did in my youth, creating it became damn near impossible.
In the end, art is what I turn to for my own amusement. I once admired myself freely. Now I cannot quite be Narcissus—drinking brilliance from my own reflection.
