No Power

I'm kinda mixing days here, but...

Day Nine:

As much as I desire to fly, not in an airplane but manipulate energy or something and just fly, sometimes not having superpowers is great. My greatest example is Alan Moore's Watchmen character Dr. Manhattan. He loved before he became a sort of god, he felt sadness and happiness. After he acquired his powers, though, he became out of touch. He didn't completely lose emotion, witnessed when he teleported a tv station full of people outside the actual station and when he left Earth for Mars after Laurie left him. He just became out of touch.

To be able to fly, lift cars, manipulate energy; these all sound great. Yet, with no one else around, it'd be hard to relate anymore. That's why there are superhero communities in the comics. Just like any demographic, they need to feel loved and be around people they can relate to. We glorify superpowers, but we forget that superheroes have issues, too. We forget that saving the world is a responsibility, and if you chose not to, using powers responsibly would become an issue.

I want to fly, but sometimes the dream is so much better than the reality.