My Last Doctor

I've finished watching 'The End of Time' today. So, this is quite the end for my Doctor Who era. It was fantastic, to be honest. He taught me many many things. I'll probably make a big pause before watching the new series of DW or won't watch it at all because

1. No Devid Tennant. I was not that big fan of his, Eccleston was the best, but the new one is oddly unlikable.
   
2. No Russel T Davies. That means no more Capt. Harkness as well (they won't dare, will they?). And I do not believe they will have marvelous stories anymore despite the fact that they still have other writers (and some of them were gooood).

Oh, he came back in time to see her. The blond girl of utter honesty and love and passion.
And I wept for him, because he did not want to go and because of many other reasons.
If I had that reaction now, what will happen if someone more dear to me (there are people like that) goes? I try not to think. I guess I let myself be soft there and I wasn't that emotionally prepared, though I knew that all along. Anyway, that's how it is - how it was.
And here I am.
Tomorrow I'm going to my first MTG competition.