means the blog came from nowhere

the tragic premise of the doctor and their companions is such stellar use of story time and narrative time. it builds on the premise of the doctor and us. we haven’t even lived as long as he’s grieved.

something about donna telling the doctor you just stood there, like a stranger, and refusing to travel with him cut to donna putting her hands over the doctor's in pompeii because she chooses not to be a stranger to his pain cut to donna and the doctor becoming best friends cut to them becoming doctordonna cut to them becoming strangers again after the doctor wipes her memory to save her cut to fifteen years later or several billion the doctor returning with a familiar face because he could never be a stranger to donna noble and the world she cherishes

living in the [REDACTED] as a [REDACTED] is like having one prolonged panic attack.

the thing is i think stories should be good instead of bad. sometimes, this is a controversial opinion.

proposing the name "Joyful Wilderness" for the Wilderness Years 2.0, on account of the Fifteenth Doctor's final scene but mostly on account of all of us being fucking thrilled that RTD was shown the door