Jesse's Dream

Fighting depression for months, in Jesse's dream, he is somehow underwater but able to breath in shallow gasps, while entangled in a tight mess of old nets, plastic, and seaweed. He floats about but cannot control his direction, nor can he free himself. There is a quiet panic, or approaching doom, like some vortex of crisis coming, but it's unknown. In his dream, Jesse cannot surface, forever bound to his random path, chronically alone like a dull pain.