I never really talk about my dreams with other people because I don't consider dreams to be meaningful. Dreams are just some bullshit your brain does during your body's downtime. Also, I rarely remember my dreams when I wake up. But I just had the most vivid dream.
I was driving a van and picking up Tom Baker at an airport. I drove up and saw that he was not looking so great. I got out, and I helped him put his bags in the van and helped him get in. He might be getting old, but he still had that same crazy smile and twinkle in his eye.
I did my best not to go overboard when I told him how much of a fan I've been since I was a kid as I drove him to our destination. He just smiled and said how much he appreciated being able to touch the lives of so many people through Doctor Who. Then we rode on in silence for a bit... but I couldn't help but glance sideways from time to time. I had the Doctor in my van! He noticed that I had a little toy TARDIS on the dashboard and laughed.
We got to our first stop, and I helped him out. There were huge throngs of people waiting to see Tom, just lines and lines of fans. He graciously smiled to each of them, signing things, standing for pictures, and hugging people. I'm sitting here writing about a dream I had, and I'm still getting a lump in my throat remembering this.
Once everyone got to speak to Tom, I helped him get back in the van. He was ready to leave. I could tell he was tired, but I wanted to make the trip last longer. He was ready though, and he asked me to take him where he was going.
We finally arrived at what looked like an rock quarry with an open sound stage next to it. Roger Delgado and Jon Pertwee were talking off to one side. They calmly waved and smiled as we pulled up. There were some other people milling about chatting. Nicolas Courtney walked up to the van to greet us. I helped Tom get out and started to get his bags, but Nicolas said we wouldn't need them. Everyone seemed glad Tom was there finally, but Tom kept looking around for someone else.
They all turned to look up at the sound stage as Elisabeth Sladen came down. She greeted everyone and took Tom's hand to lead him away. And right as Tom got to the stage, he turned and looked at me smiling... and he was the Doctor again... young as when he first played the Doctor in the 70s.
I don't know why I wanted to write this down or share it. It's been months since I wrote anything for my blog, and I've never sat down to write something as soon as I woke up... and I even woke up an hour before my alarm. I just wanted to get this down. It might be sappy, but I had tears rolling down my cheeks when I typed that last bit. I know Tom Baker is still with us, but we've been losing a lot of people lately. I know I'm getting old because all of my heros are passing away. I wish I had a chance to tell some of them how much they've meant to me, but I know most of them probably hear stuff like that all the time. Anyway, that was my dream last night. I got up as soon as I woke up to write it down.