Strength does not come from muscles or achievement. It comes from the simplicity, humility, spirit, and confidence to look someone in the eye and say: I am not Superman. I am Me, and Me likes coffee and books and sometimes Me screws up. But I'm strong enough to keep going, keep loving, keep believing.
So let's chuck Superman out the window. I never did like wearing my underwear on the outside anyway.
Join me for a cup.
(Thank you to my friend Lee for showing me this song: