Mar. 12th, 2008

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First of all, it's been a while since I wrote here, hasn't it. I suppose it's no one's fault but my own. The Tardis got horribly out of sorts, however, and there was a lot to fix ...

Alright. What do I carry? Goodness, what don't I. I don't even think I know half of what's in my coat pockets, these days. I know I used to have a cricket ball, but I lost that. I might have to find another ... the weight was nice and familiar. There's a bunch of string in there, somewhere, I know that, I remember picking it up and saving it for later. I've a small bag of marbles, as well, some loose Gallifreyan change, a crumpled white paper bag with a few jellybabies still in (mostly lime and orange, since I ate the strawberry and the blackcurrant ones ages ago), the scrap of wrapping from a tea bag .... I honestly don't know if I have time to list everything. My pockets tend to hold a lot more than they'd seem like they would. I do only keep two things in the inside breast pocket of my coat, however ... my spectacles, and the remains of Adric's badge.
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Goodness only knows why I asked the the Master for one of those silly quizzes that's flitting about. I'd hate to think I was that bored. Perhaps it's simply my own attempt at catching up, by filling this with as much as I can muster.

Ah, well, at any rate. Ten things I'm fond of that start with the letter S.

1. Sunsets. They're very soothing things, really, especially when you get the chance to sit and enjoy them in their entirety. Somehow, I prefer watching them on planets with solitary suns, however. Too many cooks spoil the broth.
2. Solitude. I sent my companions away to keep them safe, after I lost Adric, but it's nice to have the Tardis to myself, if only for a while. I'm sure eventually I'll find a new companion, but until then, putting things back in order is a fine enough way to spend my time.
3. Sonnets, as well as any other form of poetry, really. I've always enjoyed taking such a small thing and watching it unfold its layers on the page, quietly. It's rather like gardening with words.
4. Sweets. I'm not quite as fond as I was of jellybabies, this time 'round, but I still enjoy the odd cake or biscuit, or such. Usually, with my evening tea. Just a small bit of something, to make a moment of.
5. Strolls. Exercise is good for you, after all, and there's nothing more satisfying than a nice walk down a scenic route - whether it's a quiet road on a winter morning, or a busy sidewalk in some town during the day. Walking is most creatures' first form of transportation, after all - it's sad how few of them use it unless they have to.
6. Snow. Though I must admit, I'm more fond of enjoying the scenery of a fresh snowfall from inside, behind a nice cosy window, than I am of being out in it. .... I did, however, have a chance once to pitch a few well-placed snowballs at one of my future selves, once. He started it.
7. Sapiens, as in homo sapiens, the human race. They're amazingly clever and adaptable beings, tenacious and curious and absolutely marvelous all'round. Unfortunately, they can be just as stubborn, infuriating, and close-minded as they can be brilliant, exploratory, and scintillating ... but then again ... can't any race?
8. Science. I've always had a very scientific mind - there isn't a strange thing I've come across in my travels that hasn't been able to be explained in one way or another by the scientific method. I will admit, this regeneration, I'm a bit more of a philosopher than a scientist proper, for some reason, but I still enjoy science - particularly discovering anything new and interesting, or older things being used in new and interesting ways.
9. Socrates. I find it fascinating that a man who left no actual written works of his own behind had such an impact on the philosophical landscape. The other thing of rote, of course, is that his pursuits of truth and virtue clashed so horribly with his culture and his homeland, despite his support of it ... as well as his own thoughts on the principles of ethics. All told, it's a little familiar, to say the very least. Ah, well. Hopefully, at least, I won't die from poison.
((... ohhhhh, Five. You know not of what you speak...))
10. Sarah Jane Smith. One of my former companions, a rather brilliant and singular young woman, as humans go. I often wonder how she's getting on.


... Ah. Of course, if anyone who stumbles across this would like a letter of their own to ponder over, I'd be more than happy to oblige.

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