[ WP ] Write about a retired superhero who is finding it difficult to adjust back into society .

The mug smashes in my hand. I grumble and pull out a new one from the cabinet above me, where many identical mugs lay. 
 
 `` Third one this week,'' I mutter as I carefully pour the coffee in to the mug and, carefully, set it down. `` At least its less than last week'' 
 
 The mailman waves at me through the front window of my cozy home while I scan the newspaper. A city councilman was mugged last night, and as usual, guilt washes over me as I know I could have been there to stop it. 
 
 It's been two months since I stopped. I did n't want to, but the city found it necessary since every time I saved someone, some property damage had been done. They assured me that I was appreciated, but that the police could do their job with a little less `` destruction''. They did a ceremony and everything to see me off, my secret identity intact and all, but I could tell they were relieved when I was gone. 
 
 So what if I destroyed a few houses in the process of catching a serial bank robber? So what if I flew through 3 floors of a skyscraper in the midst of stopping a murderer? I was saving people. I was helping. 
 
 The mug once again smashes in my hand as my thoughts get angrier. Scalding coffee splashes on my face but I do n't feel it. At least there's a few perks to being super, even if I am retired.
