Yeah, I've used that title before. But it's appropriate. I forgot to document Monday night's dream yesterday. And since I don't remember last night's, I present: DOCTOR WHO MANIAAAAAAAAAA
I'm at a gymnastics meet where I'm up next to compete. I'm waiting on the sidelines when the Doctor comes up and plants one on me. It seems I'm not me but River Song. So I decided to skip the meet to run away with the Doctor. We go boating.
Yeah, that's all I really remember. But Matt Smith in a dream is always worth mentioning. I'm afraid I've crossed from "fan" to "obsessed".
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