Reading Myself

I am reading through an old journal. Senior year in college. It is fascinating to compare what happened in my life vs. what I actually wrote about in detail, or at all. I came across this gem from November 1988. I was at the airport waiting for a flight home for Thanksgiving vacation. I wrote: "The guy next to me has a portable lap computer that he is using at present. Ugh. That would be like having a phone in my car. Don't know if I could ever do it." "Lap computer." I love it. I googled "laptop 1988" and found this.