I had a strange dream involving this forum. We found out a long-time poster here had died, and we somehow got his address, got a group together, and went to pay our respects. The widow was there and told us the poster had mentioned us, but then went back inside. My grandmother was there too. I have no idea what to make of this.
Who was the poster?
They weren’t a real poster. They joined the site in 2002, which in reality is impossible.
Maybe it’s a premonition of time travel. Jay goes back, invents it sooner. I join sooner, get married, and die. Shit.