Disclaimer: The Doctor doesn't belong to me, much as I wish he did.
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I'm always caught between being so, so lonely and wanting nothing more than to be alone. But somehow, I always seem to pick up a friend—or two or three—whether I want to or not. And more often than not, it turns out I needed them after all.
I have said before that my friends are the best part of me. That's true. But it's more than that, so much more. My friends are my heroes. Most of them are so much braver, so much wiser, so much more compassionate than I ever am. Or will ever be, probably.
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