Today I went to the DMV to renew my license. When I took my number, it was "69", and the old lady at the desk had to announce it.
I think I might know why I had that one dream two nights ago - my mom had set out a DVD that was an interview with L. Ron Hubbard in my room that had come through the library donation bin and she had taken for me, and I saw it sitting out right before I went to sleep, and I got a chill like I always do whenever I see L. Ron Hubbard's face, or think about him.
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It took me awhile to figure out that the "69" had nothing to do with the dream... or L. Ron Hubbard.
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