"No matter how far you travel... to whatever reaches of this limitless universe... you will never be... ALONE!" - The Watcher, Fantastic Four #13, May 1963
Comic Con came and went, and the internet is blowing up with tweets about Jessica Choba sightings and mobile photo posts of Sergeant Slaughter. If not, the only explanation is that nerds are buried under stacks of graphic novels and toys... *ahem, I mean memorabilia, and haven't gotten around to doing so yet.
I get it...
Although I avoided the crowds this year, I spent most of this morning peeping at Facebook photos of nerds in costume and read the nerdy rants and raves of nerdy bloggers, and have to admit, I did so with a tinge of jealousy.
Sometimes life feels a lot like the cheesy high school movies, minus the gratifying scene when the underdog rises above, and transforms from zero to hero. Sometimes, life is like looking for a safe place to eat in the cafeteria, then having to sit alone. Sometimes life is sad and scary and lonely. Then sometimes, for a split second, while posing next to a grown man in a Batman costume for a blurry snapshot, none of that matters. At that moment, life feels incredible and infinite.
