Middle, or, I wrote the beginning and end and then realized they weren't necessary

One day, the man came home from work, absentmindedly checking another day off of his list of things to do, and saw a man sitting in his home. A man who was once his brother.
"What are you doing here?" he asked.
"I've come to see you, I always said I would."
"You've been gone for years, doing what?"
"I have accomplished nothing," he said, "in any rational sense of the word. I've been a dreamer for the both of us."
"So where are my dreams then?" the man said, "did you bring them back to me?"