Continuing the cartoon theme from yesterday, I used to think that if I could have just one superpower, it would be to fly. I often have flying dreams – not leaning forward like Superman, just jumping up vertically and sailing through the air. Sort of like Crouching Tiger, only less graceful. I often just jump up and land on the top of a building, that sort of thing.
Well, recently I’ve wanted to exchange flying for the ability to stop time. I would love to stop the clock for about two weeks, and just enjoy the days being frozen for a while. That may seem ludicrous coming from someone without a regular job, someone who doesn’t have to punch any sort of time clock. But the last couple of weeks have made me want to just slow down, to stop everything from hurtling forward at such a relentless pace. Know what I mean?
I’d like a similar power, except it would be to jump backwards in time by 24 hours. Think how much could have been averted if we knew on Sept. 10th what would happen on the 11th.
The only problem would be focusing on the future instead of becoming obsessed with always going back to change the past.
jumping up would be good – but jumping down would be terrible. I’d be like Tigger up the tree.
If I had superpowers I’d be like some dreadful fairy-godmother making everyone like each other and make everyone puke.