What’s the opposite of Kryptonite? I’ve never really been a super-huge follower of superheroes (pun intended? Of course), but I hear a lot of people reference Kryptonite in reference to Superman.
E.g. “That third helping of macaroni and cheese is to me as Kryptonite is to Superman!”
Maybe I should be embarrassed that I don’t know more about superheroes. For me, superheroes have always been the extraordinary people of my life who do exceptional things, or those who don’t actively do a whole lot but still remain tremendous (like tea cups, or recycling bins) rather than the men and women in masks.
If I was a superhero, my Kryptonite would be stagnancy. Staying still has never been something that I’ve been all too happy about. I’d much rather move than be still, whether or not my incessant gabbling, activity in the theatre or classroom, or travel causes that movement.
The latter especially so.
In less than a week, Madre, Padre, Hermano, and I are headed to Europe for a four week trip. I cannot wait. For Hermano and I, this will be our second trip to Europe, and third trip abroad since moving to the States two-and-a-half years ago. I adore everything about Spanish culture: the food, the people, the language. I have a serious addiction to elements of French brekkie’s: give me tea and a pile of croissants any day. And the leisurely appeal of late nights in foreign cities astounds me endlessly. This trip, we’ll also be venturing to Germany and Switzerland, two places that I have not been before.
Which makes it even more exciting.
So let’s put it this way: if stagnancy/monotony/sameness is my Kryptonite, then travel is my fuel. Fuel to live to the fullest.
And that’s pretty super, no?
R.
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