sasquatchsammy:

so i’m having a lot of ten feels today

i just miss old doctor who, more than i realized i guess. i miss his facial expressions and his glasses and martha and rose and donna and his stupid sneakers and the way he says “well”, and how he yells when he’s super excited but when he’s angry he just gets scary quiet but never hurts anyone even when they’re terrible.

and i miss the way he was always looming in the background, quietly saving the earth from invasion without even asking for a thank you and mostly i miss that what he did wasn’t always big and epic and earth-shattering; he was in your neighborhood, at your picnic, browsing shops, taking tours and rescuing children from their nightmares one by one.

i just rewatched ‘blink’ (for probably the tenth time at least), but at the end when sally finally meets him, i was left sobbing on the couch because he’s so genuinely nice and pleased to meet her and open to her speech about how he was going to get stuck in 1969 with martha. he’s busy but not too busy to listen to this one person, a person he doesn’t even know, because each person is important and has value. and i miss imagining how him and rose or martha or donna would spend their time hopping from planet to planet taking in the sights and doing odd jobs that only one or two people probably ever noticed.

i miss that doctor who wasn’t always about the whole universe, it was about a person, a neighborhood, a family, etc. i miss how ten wasn’t crazy and loud, but had i watched doctor who as a child, i’m quite sure i would have gone to sleep at night believing that the tenth doctor would keep me safe from the monsters under my bed, because he was, in fact, the oncoming storm. quiet, unnoticed by most, but always there.

i miss that feeling.