Overheard on a recent walk:

Father: My superpower? I don’t know, I guess I would say reliability. What about you? What’s your superpower?
Daughter: Dad. Think about it.
Father: I’m thinking. I’m thinking.
Daughter: I learned to read this year. I can READ, Dad. That’s my superpower.

I’ve been carrying those words around with me all day.
They have cheered me considerably.
I hope they cheer you, too.
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