Prompt #14 -- What do you dream about?
I dream about my family, the days when we were whole and everything was different.
I dream about things being that way again, and perhaps that is my most painful dream. Because things can't be that way, things will never be that way, and yet there's still a part of me that'll always keep on wishing for it.
The boys would get a kick out of that, I think, knowing there's a sentimental side to their old man. Though I think they already know it, not that I ever really let it show for long.
After all, in this business, sentimentality often gets you killed.