Dated January 25th, 2011:
At least the bloody snow is gone.
It does little to stave off Eames' own restless streak, brought on mostly by a continued sense of confusion, but there is that much, and he's willing to accept that much optimism. He needs to, for the sake of his own sanity. It's all a little less disorienting this way, anyway, not quite so constant a reminder of the dream world he left behind. In the absence of answers he knows he'll never get, it's the one good thing he has to focus on.
Two blokes head up to the Compound for a round of cards.
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HERE | COMPLETE | PG]