I'm in a crowded lift and a girl I've never met tells me she thinks she might love me. The lift won't stop at any floor, and I can't talk in front of all these people.
It's
dusk
in a snowy forest andI'm playing with a fox.
It bites my wrist but there is only a dull ache.
I feel that it wants to say sorry but can't. I die.
"Anyway, you're you. I mean, look at you!" she says. "You could get with anyone, anyone in the street. Really."
yeah
theres a kind of a cowardice to generative art that i want to avoid though. i
want the kindof relationship to this thing that a game designer has to a game
engine
