Maybe not today, maybe not tomorrow, but soon, and for the rest of your life.

Its no secret I'm a fan of science fiction. Give me space, time travel, aliens, and robots any day. If I'm in a science fiction binge, that binge will often times transcend into my dreams. Last night was no different. I dreamt of the past, I dreamt of the future, but the present encompassed both past and future. Every version of myself that has ever walked the earth was there. And so were you. 

I'm trying to remember all the details, but they are slipping. I hope to dream this dream again. Perhaps my unconscious mind is trying to tell me something? 

We shall see.

Jacks.