There is a pause. She ashes her cigarette. It falls on me. It seems like the birds have stopped too.
She says something that isn't really right but isn't really wrong. I'm not taking in their words any more, just their voices, trying to get a feel for whatever is going on between them. I'm imagining what it's like for them in this delicate situation, what I would say if it were me. She has that perfect upper-class accent, and she's using whatever upper-class tact that comes with it to navigate this. Style. They can't be together, but their voices are betraying them.
Sun, 02 Nov 2025 23:49:08
a lot of what i've been doing has been some imaginary screenshot or recording of his website, something that could be found within it
I am below everything.
that is unstable and lets me operate in that discovery mode that i can create within and also produce works from.
sorry i am texting like a slav
yeah
isaac newton
"I'm only attracted to you", he replies. "Like, you only."
theres a kind of a cowardice to generative art that i want to avoid though. i want the kind of relationship to this thing that a game designer has to a game engine
i understand