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Well it seems the dreams have been on a gift giving kick across the county - I woke up to find a dagger on my bed!

The hilt is in the shape of a lion's head, it looks pretty cool. I'm not entirely sure what to do with it other than just put it on a shelf though.

The strangest thing happened today. This adorable dog ended up following me everywhere I went - not that that is strange - but it's the fact that he was in my dreams last night that gets me, not to mention he has a collar with the same exact name I was calling him in my dreams. Weird, right?

Apparently I do not "get out enough" and I've been bullied into signing up for this. My brother invited me, and I suppose if he enjoys it, it probably isn't all that terrible. I am not keeping my hopes very high.

Since it appears I need to do a tedious introduction My name is Victor Frankenstein. I'm a recent graduate from Stanford and this summer I'll be starting my first year of residency with UC Irvine. I'll be working in pathology, both anatomical and clinical. If anything, I am looking forward to living in Orange County. I'm quite fond of the ocean, though each time I look to it, it brings to mind Poe's Annabel Lee or Coleridge's The Rime of the Ancient Mariner.

So, in the beginning when I first learned about the Orange County style of dreaming, I thought nothing much of it. In fact, I argued that it was a bit strange that so many people believed in it, and it made me curious though not entirely believing myself. Then, when I started having my own strange dreams, I didn't think much of it, just passed it off...

Now I've had more dreams. Far more, recently actually. And they're... so strange, and I feel strange, feel like a different purpose. Has anyone else felt this way? I think the thing that scares me the most, is I've heard friends refer to the same man before, the man I see myself as, even if my face is different. He goes by the title, and name, of The Doctor. I remember distinctly the time he ... I? Chose that name. I... it's a bit strange really. Just strange. I'm sure it's a combination of hearing John and them talk about him, but the realness of the dreams, and the more real they get is surprising.

[Filtered to John, Clara, Rose, and Duncan]

John, the name of the man in your dreams was The Doctor right? My brain isn't burning when I dream, thankfully, but it feels really strong, very real, and I often times wake up sad, feeling incredibly lonely. Not how I usually feel, of course. Still, when I got over the initial shocks of a recurring dream with such strength, I have begun to write them down, the novel is taking form.

So..these dreams. Maybe you all just aren't drinking the funny water like I kinda thought initially.