Dream that's the thing to do

There's this letter forming in my head that I can't wait to blog about... But it's not finished. I need to do just a small bit of research and also have time to sit down and write it properly. Basically it's an open letter to the doctor. And I really want to tell you about it but I'm afraid I'll give away too much and my letter will suck. But I will write it...

In other news, I have a complaint. A huge one. People this week have had dreams of LeakyCon, of Doctor Who, Harry Potter, movies they've seen, and booms they've read. I hardly ever remember my dreams, except for last night. And it wasn't some cool "oh it's leakycon and there's Alex carpenter" dream... Oh no. I dreamed that my cat ran away and I spent the rest of the dream trying to find him. And I did find him in the end but he kept fighting to get away, not exactly a happy ending. So thank you, Universe. Thank you for not giving me awesome dreams like everyone else. Thanks for making me cry in my dream. I enjoyed that a lot...