When: October 2006
Where: San Gabriel and Foothill bus stop
Who: My mother
In October of 2006, I had my best dreams. They were totally real, the people, the locations, and they weren’t scary at all, save for a Back to the Future-inspired dream of an evil cyborg Doc Brown, which the internet tells me is not that uncommon for people just getting into Back to the Future. I was able to control them for a while, and I woke up invigorated. It was in this spirit that I actually, briefly enjoyed the music of Muse.
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