I’m still waiting for the sounds of the TARDIS outside my window. I’m still waiting for the Doctor to come and take me away. To take me to see different skies, to meet races that don’t yet exist, and to see the end of everything. I wouldn’t be scared to die. Not because I think he wouldn’t let me. But because I would be ready. I would be ready to sleep.

Oct. 25 2012
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