[ WP ] A man wakes up one day to find that he had gained a superpower . The next day , he gains another , completely random and new superpower . This continues everyday . At first , everything seems fine , even awesome . Until his randomly generated superpowers started to conflict with each other ...

DAY 1: 
 
 Alright. Saving this because I'm 90 % sure that this IS N'T normal. Today was normal at first, I woke up on time, cereal and coffee and the sort, but when I went to take a shower, the water- damn this'll sound crazy, but I kind of... moved the water. Sort of with my mind but also motions sort of helped. Man, I do n't wan na be a superhero. Next thing I know, some clown's going to try and gas the city. Updating tomorrow. 
 
 DAY 2: 
 
 HOLY ACTUAL SHIT. MY HAND TURNS INTO A CIRCULAR SAW. This is some trippy shit here. Okay, okay. I do n't really have anything to test this power on because A: I'm no murderer, and B: There's no supervillains around yet. Probably. 
 
 DAY 3: 
 
 I expected the now almost routine superfuckery to happen again, but I swear I could've missed this one. Some sort of mind control, though it only works with happiness. I'll sum this up quickly since I've got normal things to do, but I've got a buddy with depression pretty bad, he was considering bad stuff, too. So I cheered him up. It felt so natural, but it's bothering me now. What if this goes back to normal and I'm left with serious withdraws of self-importance? I dunno. 
 
 DAY 4: 
 
 Went on a jog to test any strength-elated powers, and I think I found today's weirdness. Running, you know, did n't get tired. Tried sprinting to put it to the test, still not tired, but then I tripped and skinned my knee and it straight up HEALED like super fast. I think I've like, mastered my body. 
 
 DAY 5: 
 
 I ca n't explain this one. I'm able to... shit, what even is this? I can sort of... create emotions and senses that do n't exist? On some goddamn metaphysical level, I think I might even be able to alter reality. I think I'm god. I do n't want this, man, it... It hurts. Like when someone you've known your whole life leaves. Not dies, just... goes away and has their own thing, you know? But you never see them again? That's how I think it is with being normal anymore. I think maybe... maybe I'll give everyone this. Make it normal. Make a world of fantastic surrealism normal. It's for the best. 
 
 DAY 6: 
 
 I'm normal. Finally.
