Dream Diaries – #5, 6, and 7

So it’s been quite awhile since I’ve done any Dream Diaries, so I’ve had some of my dreams just adding up to the to do list. I figured now would be a good time to blog about it.

To read my previous Dream Diaries, see here: https://jonathansacceptation.blogspot.ca/

Dream Diary #5 – Ongoing Journey

I recall the location I was at. It was at my family’s farm in the back barn, specifically right by the hydraulic control system for our alleyway scraper (it moves manure towards the manure pit). I know the location well: There’s two gates for either alley, headlock gates on one side where the cows and heifers can eat, stalls where they can rest or sleep on the other side, two garage doors behind the gates, etc.

When I was there, I noticed there was many valuable items, valuable to me that is, sitting in front of me between the two gates in a place that would be out of reach for the heifers that would’ve been within the gated area. For some reason, there was no heifers around, not much of anything really. It was just me, these valuable items, and my surroundings. I didn’t do anything with these valuable items, I just saw them sitting there scattered around.

Then my dream flashed to a sort of cabin way off in the woods. It was a modest cabin and it felt comfortable to be in, it set me at ease. I flashed back to the barn, but I found myself on the farm’s Polaris Ranger (a 4×4 utility vehicle we’d use for work). I started driving back through the fields to reach that cabin I had seen, but I knew that I wasn’t getting any closer to it. I was just travelling, getting nowhere.

Then I woke up.

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Seeing Games Again

For a time I hadn’t been so consumed with video games, probably a solid year by now. Recently I’ve rediscovered the joy of playing video games, a joy I thought I’d never find again.

For a time I felt nothing when trying to play a game, if I even decided on which game to play. I would spend time scrolling through a list of games I could play lamenting about all the fun I had playing that particular game, wondering if I’d ever have as much fun like that again.

There was a wall in front of me, and when I’d look for a way around I’d only see the wall again. I can tell you now that there’s no longer a wall. What there was was more so a handicap of the sort preventing speedy passage. You could say I was trying to run through water, I the beholder of what once was, the water the games. I should’ve been in a boat with a paddle, doing things the right and fast way to get across.


I was supposed to post this awhile ago but didn’t get around to it. As of late I’ve just been enjoying games and what not, such fun!

Seeing Games Again