If I could bottle up any memory of mine, it would be one that hasn't happened in reality, but a dream. I don't dream much, but when I do, it's quite vivid. A few months ago, I had a dream, a fairly good one at that. It was of my olderself, happily traveling the world. But there was a magnificent twist, I was with the Doctor, in the TARDIS. I seemed so happy, and I'd like to rewatch the dream over and over if I could. It was great. It's like what I write about in my free time, playing in my head as a personal movie. I'd keep the memory, or dream in this case, in a deep blue coloured bottle, to match the TARDIS. And if I ever opened it, which would be quite often, it would sound like the TARDIS just before it started the memory. That's how I'd picture it, to be quite honest.
