I am a woman, what’s your superpower?
We see it everywhere on TV. People with powers. Tv shows are my favorite thing to watch, but they always rely on some kind of extraterrestrial powers.
Is it that weird thinking about our everyday life like some special entity?
All of the energies that push us forward, all of the thoughts that lead our way… don’t you think they are special? Fighting everyday for what’s right, trying to make things happen, achieve goals and never stop thinking, never stop doing.
We are some kind of magic freaks.
What is it that we can’t have what we want, but we can always find what we need?
There’s one thought that keeps on rolling in my head. Once I read a book about a formula that would change the world. You do something nice to few different people, without asking anything in return. Those people will probably do something nice to someone else too. Etcetera.
I experimented that myself. I was on the bus one day, I was a bit sad to say the truth. I was looking down, drowning in music. A little kid stared at me, interested. I looked back at him and he smiled. I did the same.
I think he got super powers. How is it that he made me smile?
So I got off the bus and I was walking down the street. For some reasons, I felt enlightened. Like someone had pull the negative energy level to a minimum number.
When I got home, a woman started to talk to me in the elevator. She wanted me to help to zip up her dress. She felt awkward, but I assured her that awkward things happened to me all the time. She smiled.
Well, I am woman. I need to do a lot of things in order to survive. And then I need to do some living too, before I die. It didn’t take much to help that woman – I think. In fact, it was that easy that I could do it again soon.
And why do I feel different?