#Zombies

3 am, sitting in a box with a wall of light shooting fire into one's eyes... numbers dancing together in order to generate the illusion of magic... brilliant structures, sculptured colors that dance & swirl, re-defining the shape of the room... angles, boxes, faces, lines... dancing robotic sabres form & reform around specific tempos... CLICK! and suddenly we discover the electricity is on a timer as the room goes dark... guess it's time to wrap things up for the night... just gotta lock everything down & wander out the door thru the mall, long-closed for the day, a glimpse at post-apocalyptic life... No ride sharing in this area? Now we're thrown back in time to those golden days of 2015, when walking still retained a level of practicality vs novelty... no matter, could always use a little more exercise... lovely evening for a walk back to the hotel before sunrise, humidity leaving a waxy feel on the skin while adding its own natural mousse to every hair on yer body, discover new ones you didn't know you'd grown... feels like a shag capret's been stuffed into your sinuses...  enjoy the silence as the fog coalesces the light from street lamps into a solid, tangeable structure... the coffee - which was so helpful before - now turns and becomes the enemy as we realize we're not sleeping until 7am. Oh well, time for cartoons...

Neil Kull