I’ve been up for half an hour now, so some details are fading away, but I had a dream I met Sara at a bar last night. We danced a little, talked a bit, and at one point she excused herself and left. For a long time. I was beginning to grow discouraged when she returned, her only explanation being that she’d decided not to sleep with me that night, and I told her that was completely okay and that I was enjoying her company.
Then, I think The Riddler showed up. I’ve been playing a lot of Arkham City lately.