Up Up and Away by Jeremy Glass
'M tired. Six-thirty at night and I was
already considering bed. What a day. What a miserable, long, cold day. Rescuing
the elderly from fires, unlocking secret spy codes, rotating the damn earth on
its axis. What a goddamn day. I slumped down in my favorite recliner and threw
my cape on the hat rack. Missed. My apartment was a mess....READ MORE