A/N The whole idea is to put your iPod on shuffle, then write a short piece based on the song that comes up. Inspired my darkrunner who was inspired by Scribbler, except theirs were for the Yu-gi-oh universe. No, I don't own that either. This is great for writing practice every day and I have fun doing it. Reviews would be nice, but I'm just doing this because I can. And want to.

Disclaimer: Don't own Doctor Who.

The Doctor who was not really the Doctor stared at the ceiling of his bedroom inside the Tyler's mansion.

He had to live in a house. With doors and windows and ceilings and walls and carpets. At least until his new TARDIS had grown. He currently had no sonic screwdriver, no psychic paper and no method of transport other than cars, buses and if he was feeling adventurous the tube, or maybe even a zeppelin. The Tylers' could afford it.

The Doctor (he still thought of himself as the Doctor, even when Rose scrunched her face up when she called him that, as if she wasn't quite sure) was not taking to life in Earth too well. His hunger for adventure wasn't quenched. As far as he was concerned, until the new TARDIS was ready to go, he just couldn't be bothered.

He felt things more intensely as a human. He had less control over his feelings, too. He found it harder to keep pain hidden. He found it easier to cry and harder to find happiness.

Rose wasn't happy either. He knew he wasn't good enough in her eyes. It wasn't fair. The other him had the TARDIS, the Time Lord body and the ability to roam. He should at least get the girl.

Being jealous of someone who used to be him was confusing.

Rose assured him she was fine, perfectly fine, they were together and they were fine. It would just take a bit of getting used to. He had one heart and had developed a taste for Pringles and celebrity gossip, but that was O.K. It could be worse. And no, he really didn't need to go on the Atkin's diet he was skinny enough.

He and Rose were stuck in a rut. They got up, went to Torchwood and argued over whether they should continue development of the Dimension Cannon.

His passion for life was being slowly sucked out of him, but Rose said it would get better. They would both get used to their new life together and one day it would be O.K.

As a human, the Doctor began to understand those who dreamt of the future.