2. Rips in Time
While other kids watch things like Johnny Quest or the Flintstones, Things that slowly rot their brains, I am watching Doctor Who, Watching William Hartnell and theorizing.
The universe isn't straight or straightforward. It has rips in time which someone sewed together sloppily, Perhaps the Doctor or another Time Lord.
Until I find a friend or someone who cares, I am stuck with the boys, who laugh, the girls, who titter And worst of all, The adults who cluck and screech about “Hogwash and baloney! Who puts ideas like this in a child’s head?”
If I meet William Hartnell, he’ll understand. Maybe he’ll even include my ideas in Doctor Who. But until then, it’s just me and my thoughts, Holding our breaths until the TARDIS comes.