What it’s like to travel in time

So, I’m walking down the street in San Francisco today, and all of a sudden, I’m thinking, “I’ve been here before,” which is impossible because I’ve never been here before.

But I knew the street. When I got to the end, I saw this:

And that’s when I realized I had been here in my time machine, because I posted this in January:

The sense of being there was so real because I had been so fascinated with this video when I first saw it.