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These dreams give little reprieve, no? I feel I have barely ended one set when a new begins. These new ones seem much like my first, apart from some changes in persons. At the very least, I have some idea of what to expect at the end of them.

Bored now. Need more shit to beat up. Or like, base jumping. I think I'll do that today, that sounds fun.

Anyone want to jump off of high stuff with me?

Had this weird ass nightmare where cups of milk were chasing me. No more cold pizza in bed.

Oh wow, it has been a long time since I was last on the Network, hasn't it? Between the Dreams and work and other stuff, I've been so busy I can scarcely believe it. I've finally managed to finish a pretty big project, which is a load off. At least until I start the next project.

I believe I've officially ever given up on having any good Dreams. I've left the Grey Wardens and have relocated to a City State known as Kirkwall. I've been working as a Healer in Darktown for a few months.

Last night I finally met the famous Hawke, as well as her sister and a dwarf named Varric. I was to meet a friend of mine, a man named Karl. In real life, we grew up together and he was my first boyfriend when we were sixteen. In the Dreams, we had a similar relationship.

Last night I dreamed the Templars had made him Tranquil, and at his behest, I had to kill him with my own hands. I wish we hadn't lost touch when I moved to Germany. Perhaps it would be strange to contact him after not seeing him for fourteen years, but I wish I knew how he was doing.

No dreams yet.

...But I probably totally just jinxed myself.

Whenever the Cubs have a winning streak I get an ulcer.

I got banned from my favorite bar. But I'm prepared!

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