Maybe Never Ever...

In honor of my dog who passed away. we experienced a lot of the same things together, so I wrote this to be read in either her, or my perspective.

Bill Potts: . Gives free chips to cute girls. . Attends university lectures even though she isn’t a student. . Makes Netflix references. . Would 100% survive a horror movie.  . Genuinely believed that the sky was made of lemon drops. . Asked the real question about the TARDIS. . Was fine with going somewhere with a cute girl she didn’t know. . Did not Fuck About when she saw something strange in her drain. . Ran to the Doctor because she thought he’d know what to do. . Was completely ready for a “sci-fi” explanation. . (Correctly) Thought that the Doctor wasn’t human. . Thought that the TARDIS was a knock through/lift. . Thought that the Doctor could save Heather. . Knew he was going to try to wipe her memory. . Thought that the TARDIS was a time machine before she knew it was. . Compared the TARDIS to a modern kitchen. . Did not hesitate to run off with an alien in his spaceship/time machine. . Tried to convince Heather of how beautiful her “defect” was. . Told a possible home intruder to make themselves decent. . Armed herself with an umbrella. . Went with everything that was happening. . Won’t be forced into any relationship/innuendos moments with the Doctor. . Is a beautiful human being who deserves happiness and unicorns. 

Time. Time doesn’t pass. Time is an illusion. And Life is the magician. Because Life only lets you see one day at a time. You remember being alive yesterday, you hope you’re going to be alive tomorrow, so it feels like you are traveling one to the other, but nobody’s moving anywhere! Movies don’t really move. They’re just pictures, just lots and lots of pictures, all of them still. None of them moving, just frozen moments! But if you experience those pictures one after the other, then everything comes alive! Imagine if time all happened at once. Every moment of your life laid out around you, like a city. Streets full of buildings made of days. The day you were born, the day you die. The day you fall in love, the day that love ends. A whole city built from triumph and heartbreak and boredom and laughter and cutting your toenails. It’s the best place you will ever be. Time is a structure relative to ourselves. Time is the space made by our lives, where we stand together forever. Time and Relative Dimension in Space - it means life.

Self-esteem level: Hirai Momo