dreams

He told me he dreamed last night that he was doing important work in a large bay or estuary, protecting some endangered species of spiny lobster or crab. Because of this he was out on a small motorized dinghy ('like the ones the alligator hunters use' he told me, which I assume to mean sort of humble and a little rusty and dubious-looking) with his two little kids, and his ex-wife and ex-mother-in-law. He said he felt like he was doing important work for the planet, you know, like fulfilling/ meaningful work, and that the kids themselves were having fun- thinking that it was cool to go sailing with Dad, and that their dad was a pretty awesome guy. But the ex-wife and ex-MIL were nothing but judgmental bitches. They didn't think much about this boat he was in, and the ex-MIL was like, "yeah, great, you're saving the planet, but what do you make, like, $3 or $4 bucks an hour?"


Welp. If that doesn't tell me everything about his internal dialogue right now, I don't know what would.
Poor guy.
I just wanna give him a hug.

I'd tell him it's gonna be okay, but I know he won't believe me until he feels like he's sailing in a real seaworthy ship, not a ragtag dinghy.