On a similar note, I had a Doctor Who dream last night pertaining to....well, it felt like it was the end of everything. Like, I knew there was this huge thing coming that I couldn't stop. I was travelling in the TARDIS with the Doctor (for once!) and he kept doing the most banal things. Like looking in on certain events with this screen he had on his wall. Only...it was like, we'd be watching, and then the person would look up and be like, "And who the hell are you?" I kept asking the Doctor, "Why can they see us?" and he said, "No, they can't. It's only a projection of a situation, not the actual event. There's no logical way for the actual person..." and blah blah blah on like that. At another point, we gathered wool off a sheep. I shit you not. Then the TARDIS turned into some sort of low shelter and we gave scissors to an ancient civilisation. And all the while, I had this sense of dread. There was something coming. Something big. Something a little bit Armageddon-y.
On the upside, I got to be a little touchy-feely with the Doctor and he didn't mind. Lots of hugs. Brilliant. It was at least a little comforting, considering that he seemed to be ignoring the bigger issue of universe-destruction.