Deep-Felt Dreams


I had a dream last night. A Doctor Who dream.

I was somewhere with the Eleventh Doctor and was his companion, I guess. But we were with a group of people, at least three others. People I apparently knew, though I didn’t recognize any faces. I can’t remember hardly any of the details but a few.

At one point, we were worried about something and the Doctor hugged me, telling me it would be all right. Then he kissed the side of my head like he would do to Amy a lot and said,  “Love ya,” in the carefree way he has.

I hugged him back tightly, kissed his cheek and told him, “I love you, too.”

Apparently, the way I said mine struck him as different and he pulled back from me, looking at me oddly. It was like a mixture of disbelief, bliss, and pain as if I had punched him in the gut and he was trying not to cry.

And then I realized that it was true. I did love him. Truly love him. And so, “I said ‘I love you, too’.”

I cannot remember if I kissed him or not, but I know that I took a fair amount of teasing from the others in our group later on in the dream.

Now I don’t do dream interpretation, and I haven’t watched Doctor Who in weeks so I am unsure what led to the dream. But what I do remember clearly and sharply of that moment in the dream is the feelings. The feeling of him hugging me, the warmth of his arms and his lips as he kissed my temple, the surge and skipping beat of my heart when I saw his face and realized that I loved him. As I have said before, I am very sense-oriented and my memory is tied into my senses. This was a dream/memory that I fought to remember, because you can never get enough of that lovin’ feeling.

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