[ WP ] Super powers are n't triggered by puberty , but by a midlife-crisis .

It had been *twenty* *freakin'* minutes and the car in front of me had n't moved an inch. Add that to the hour it took me to get that far. It's enough to drive a person mad. Whether that happened is up for debate. 
 
 Normally my commute took thirty-five minutes, forty-five, *max*. I was on track for a two-hour drive home. My heart tightened as my hands gripped the wheel furiously. Why could n't I just be home already? Eating dinner, *making* dinner, hell, even taking out the trash would be better than moving nowhere. 
 
 Once I had eaten dinner, taken out the trash, and let myself unwind with some television, I could have drop my head to my pillow and let all the frustrations of the day soothe away slow- 
 
 ***Beeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeppppppp. *** 
 
 `` *Ahhhhhhhhhhhhh*!'' I yelled at the top of my lungs. `` Gawdamsunavabitfuknuts!'' 
 
 I slammed the shift into park and kicked my door open, still screaming jumbled obscenities as loud as I could. As I directed my anger toward the sky, I felt a calmness build up inside me. It started from my legs and worked its way up from there. Looking back down, I found there were no cars around anymore. There was nothing around anymore. My feet were no longer touching the ground; I was floating twenty feet above the highway. 
 
 Was I dreaming? Did I finally lose it? I did n't care. I extended my arms out in front of me and zoomed away toward home.
