I am so excited for new Doctor Who next month that I keep dreaming about it. Seriously. Last night I had my second dream featuring Eleven in three days. (Amy was there too, I think, but my brain cares less about the companion we haven't met yet than it does about the Doctor.) Dreaming about TV or any kind of media at all is highly unusual for me. Dreaming about it twice in such a short span must mean that my excitement for new Who is so overwhelmingly powerful that I have to process it in dreams lest I explode.
APRIL THIRD YOU GUYS.
APRIL THIRD YOU GUYS.