I have spent the day immersed in Doctor Who backstory. Last night, I watched my first ever episode. It seemed fitting to start with a regeneration from Eleven to Twelve. I didn't intend to fall into that world, or worlds as the case may be. I was flipping through the channels and tripped over a wrap up of Eleven's time as the Doctor. It caught my attention so I stuck around for his final episode.
Anything that distracts one. And the idea of regeneration clearly appeals at this moment in time, far more so than others.
So I cleaned, did laundry, knitted while walking on the spot because I also ate date squares for breakfast(fruit and oats). It's been an odd day.