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Why I am currently liking Doctor Who

After my German oral happened and after a little chat with certain people today I decided to catch up on Doctor Who. I have missed three episodes of this series because of reasons and it was really nice to just sit down and watch them without all the hype and pre-during-post-episode madness that tends to happen.

I've loved what I saw of Clara Oswald before I watched these episodes but I just love her even more now. She's a really great character and I really don't see the similarities that other people are seeing. (I read a great  post by my friend Jess on this matter here.)

The way I see it Doctor Who is about people, about adventure and about Doctor Who-ness (yep, there is an essence of Doctor Who). For a while this just wasn't there for me, at all; now, though, I get a sense of that spark again - especially in the most recent episode.

Don't even get me started on the Clara/Doctor relationship because I love it so much. So, so, SO, SO much. There's something about their stories and the way they work together that I just adore (both in character and person).

The story-line is great right now. I'm adoring the characters once more. I'm liking the whole madness thing that the Doctor has going on. Most importantly, though, I am enjoying it again; genuinely, really enjoying it.

I leave you with my favourite Doctor Who quote ever: "I am, and always will be, an optimist. The hoper of far-flung hopes, and the dreamer of improbable dreams."


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