Computer Sickness

26^th January 2015

Dear Cassi,

I had the strangest dream today. I dreamed that a video game was taking over my computer. It caused the computer to grow into the floor and leave purple and red patches where it became one with the world.

I turned the thing off, and it laughed at me then I unplugged it and this worked for a time before people with a computer infection came after me. They were not dangerous, even when armed with shovels and picks, and only served to annoy me.

Further, I had the same infection which I could discern from the silver markings on my skin. That was the telltale of computer sickness, silver bulges coming out of your skin. I took an ax handle and struck at these silver bulges in my attackers and so cured them of the sickness before returning to my computer and waking up.

I think all this came as the result of eating pizza before sleeping. Cheese is known to make the dreams lucid and that dream was very lucid. I can’t call it a nightmare, because I wasn’t afraid and it wasn’t night when I dreamed.

Further along, I dropped Pickle off at his group then went to Costco to do my shopping, where I had the pizza, and then picked pickle back up to take him home. He had silver paint on his hands from his art group. On the way home I stopped at the water store and got fresh water as we were running low.

I think part of it was that I just had a very busy day. Well, dreams are how our brain levels itself.

Keep dreaming, little sister,

Richard Leland Neal

What You Have

26^th August 2012

Dear Cassi,

         

I just want this nightmare to be over soon. I’ve no sink to wash my hands and I can look at Pickles new shower but the glue is not dry so look is all I can do. The dust burns in my chest and I spend most of my day at sleep having no good place to lie.  My house is under construction and that construction may finish me.

         

I move to the den because the air is filtered there then move back to the study were I can stretch. My bedroom his white with dust and I cannot sleep there until the work is done and I can have fresh linens. The washer and dryer are also out as they cannot run without water.

         

I want my kitchen back, I want my own cooking, and my good ginger tea. I want a sound sleep. I want for so much now but can have none so all that stands for me is the waiting.

         

These are the days, dear Cassi, when we learn to love the little bits of life. The feel of cool water over dirty hands and the smell of sheets fresh from the wash are alien to me now.

Appreciate what you have,

Richard Leland Neal

Vision Without Action - Japanese Proverb