The last couple of days have been kind of wonderful. Just saying. Things are good.
Because that is all I could think of.
People are always saying they miss being a kid. But I honestly don’t remember ever having a real childhood. I was a six year old with the guilt and sadness of someone 10 times that age. I started at a young age hiding my true thoughts and feelings. I think my “childhood” was spent mostly deep in contemplation. I silently questioned the mysteries of the world. I was a curious girl but I was so beat down at such a young age that I never voiced my questions or beliefs.
I don’t want to be a kid again. Myself as a child was trapped. But I am free now. Today my life is beautiful. It’s hard and tiring but I’m happy that I am here in this moment.
You may be confused but I will be certain for the both of us.
I am alone.
The world which shook at my feet, and the trees, and the sky, have gone, and I am alone now, alone.
The wind bites now, and the world is grey, and I am alone. Can’t see me. Doesn’t see me.
Can’t. See me."
Doctor Who S08E01, Deep Breath
The moment I fell in love with twelve (again).