Donna stared blankly out the window. Catching herself daydreaming, she returned her attention to the computer screen.
I'm so spacey lately...
Temping wasn't exactly fulfilling, but she'd always taken pride in her work. Now she couldn't shake the feeling that she should be doing something else, something more, well, more.
I should travel, go to Egypt… Nah, it's all hotels and tour books, then you're home.
How did she know that?
Must have seen that in a film once. Maybe I should do one of those volunteer ecotourism trips. Donna Noble saves the world…
She smiled softly.
Right. As if.