The special effects are better, but the stories suck.

Except this one: The Doctor Dances.

It dawned on me, watching that clip, that this is what is draining me so much right now. I can’t fix everything. I want to, Lord knows, and I really try, but I just don’t have the strength or ambition or resources anymore. I see, I feel, so much that needs fixing, so much I can’t fix. Oh, I do the things I can here and there when I can, but it’s just all too much. Yes, I understand one man can’t do it all, but do I do enough? Have I done enough? Did I do enough for Max? Do I do enough for all the people I know who need me? this eats at me. And I understand it probably shouldn’t but I can’t stop it from doing so. The planet is overrun with people who wake up every day thinking only of themselves, the ones who think outside their own person are scarce as hens teeth. Lord knows I have been helped enough in my time of need by others, I owe, and I need to do my best to balance those books.