At least it’s not Reality TV
Work. Gym. Sleep.
Sometime it feels like that’s all there is.
I hate the short days and long nights. I hate the gray skies. Even this recent wave of warm weather can’t fix that.
The answer, for me anyhow, is to escape, just a little, every now or then. I have a few avenues for escape. Music is one. My comic books are another.
Of course, any time I try to talk to any one about comic books they roll their eyes at me. I guess grown ups aren’t supposed to read comic books.
But they are a perfect little escape for me. I have a stack of comic books I haven’t read yet. Every day on my lunch break, I read one or two and I read a couple before I go to sleep.
These books let me wonder if Iron Man or Captain America will come out on top in their War. You didn’t even know that there was a war, did you? Will Charles Xavier ever regain his powers? Who is X-23?
Better to think about those things, than to be bogged down by a job that honestly isn’t going anywhere.
Besides Batman, Wolverine, Marvel Girl and the rest are badass.
