All I remember now is riding the Red Line out toward Davis and I was reading an article about how Leo DiCaprio was like a streetfighter or something in his youth before he was discovered by Hollywood, and then somehow the level of discourse shifted to me being him, or at least having the same role, and I was scuffling (still on the train) with another dude, which caused me to miss my stop. So I exited in a huff at Alewife and walked across the platform to the waiting inbound train. This was a short scene within my dreams but it raises so many strange questions that it stuck with me.

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