A/N: So I was watching Human Nature this morning, and it got the question in my head of: what did the Doctor write in the journal of his? This first chapter is going to be done by memory because I'm at school, so sorry if anything's wrong…They should get longer, and the entries will follow the series…
I have been having dreams…
They are nonsense, but I cannot shake some significance that they bring to my mind. So I have decided to write them down in this journal. The journal of impossible things. They are quite impossible—the things described in this journal could affirm the idea in many men's minds that I am quite daft, not entirely sane. Maybe I am not.
But I cannot get these out of my mind, though I know it isn't sensible in the least to dwell on them—they are only fiction. I have never met most of the people in them, and those who are in them are those I know fairly well. Blue Police Boxes do not travel throughout time and space—we cannot even travel through space yet. Yet I can hardly erase thoughts of it from my mind. It plagues me, distracts me, from everything I do.
Even during the day, my dreams are in the back of my mind. I need to get them out, so I can focus on my students, as well as relationships and other such things.
This is where they will be recorded.