Another Looking Glass

Time.

It is the most valuable thing in the world. Money can laways be printed; love is fleeting; family let us done; security is an unrealistic lateral concept.

So what’s left? Only, Time. The problem with time though is it too runs out eventually. This means eacch moment and instant we have and share is a currency more valuable than diamonds.

So who are you going to share your time with?

Let’s face it the summer sucked.

I’ve been run over a truck, shot with a laser and contracted several flus I’m sure if there was a giant-king-if-the-monsters-reptile-attack: it would have struck by now (if it was ever going too).

On the upside I learned a few things.  That have people have issues with bisexuals that’s their shit to sort out: I’m too busy enjoying life.  That working out at the gym is great my weights have gone up on everything (again).  I may not looked ripped but my energy, strength and out look are getting better.   Most importantly I rediscovered my love of DC comics.

Yes, I know there’s controversy surrounding comics as if they are mean for me or women and my answer to that is nothing.  I don’t read Cat Woman and have never cared for Star Fire as I’m more of a Swamp Thing, Suicide Squad, Aquaman and Blue Beetle kind of guy.  Also, no offense, to the creators of DC … I consider I toned blond Atlantean with attitude and a swimmers physique wielding an oversized trident hotter than some chick in a cat-suit.  I live in Toronto and the later is more common than you think.

So on the upside I have a lot of good things happening, which means, your probably asking where’s the catch? 

Here, it comes:  I’ve been diagnosed with depression.  Medically, there’s nothing wrong me (being aware that depression is a medial condition) but all the ailments and symptoms and self questioning aren’t pretend or me losing my mind.  They know this is a fact and everyday I fight against it is a day I can consider myself to be my own hero.  So I’m going to keep pumping iron, working hard at university and loving my comic books and enjoying my sexuality because there are going to be those days when I can’t.

It’s what Aquaman probably would have wanted anyway.