Feb 08, 2009 01:11
I took a little trip to clear my head and met a few old friends this evening. That's always by turns lovely and frightening. Lovely because you see how they've changed and grown, but frightening because we're all aging and will never again be the people we met the first time. This might not seem such a big a deal to most of you, but when you're approaching your first millennial birthday, you'll understand.
Rose, how are you keeping, love? Working opposite schedules is much more difficult than I imagined, and I miss you.
Master? Where are you?
aging,
old friend bookends,
the master is hawt,
rose tyler