I had a strange dream this past weekend.
I was personally witnessing a serious family drama with the dynamic of some unknown family. It wasn't my family. I have no idea why I was there or how it was okay that I was witnessing their really hard, harsh, honest conversations with each other.
They decided to do a family vacation somewhere in the Northwest next to a river.
It was a raging salt water river.
And upriver it was understood there was a massive grove of apple trees.
And by the time this roiling salt water river flowed by our cabin - the cabin rented by the family that was trying to work out some LONGSTANDING emotional/psychological issues within the family- these big salt water waves on the river were pushing hundreds, thousands of apples ahead of each wave.
It was beautiful.
I sat on the bank while the family was fighting in the cabin, watching wave after saltwater wave pushing apples downstream out to the sea.
No shit. That was the dream.