I ask myself, frequently now, if I'll be missed...when I am gone. I know I'm not missed now, other heroes have come on the scene since I left. Better heroes to be quite frank. I had my moments, but...I never measured up to the greats. I never had the power.
But I was okay with that, I really was, I was content with what I could do. I was very nearly inexhaustable. Agile and quite bulletproof, which was a good thing because I was a street level hero. I faced the more common everyday threats. It was rare when I temaed up with the heavy hitters.
And yet, they knew what I was doing. And appreciated me. I liked that...I miss that, but...it is for the best that I distance myself now.
I'm fine with my life's path because I stay away. I don't think about that old life so much then.
October
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