Another Dream

    Last night I dreamed that Brian was still alive but only a few weeks from dying from cancer.  We decided to escape to the past so that at the time when his cancer would have been starting we could make sure it was caught before it metastasized.  One apparently has to be very stealthy and determined to escape to the past because there were a lot of prison warden types who tried to catch us and thwart us, but there was also an "underground railroad" of people who knew how to do it and were helping us.  Brian and I were separated in the escape attempt.  I made it and I waited hopefully to be reunited with him.