Ken Morrill

A dream of a zombie future, looking for the fresh land where people were real, we flew to escape the building, up and out and over. In a mountainous region, people were old but real. They all had walkers or motorized chairs.

Writing this in MacJournal with the Palatino font - I love it, the way the letters are chiseled.

I wanted a computer before the Internet for the handling of text - for writing. The output was going to be paper. The computer was a place to create and store writing.

Dreams, Journal flying, future

Tired now, waiting at dance, listening to iPhone with large headphones because I can’t find the small, but it is better this way, better sound, more complete, deeper.

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