If I could save the world...

I wish I was Supergirl. Or at least someone who had the power to save the world, save people, save myself.

Or is this about hidden identities? We show one face to the world, but do we keep another for ourselves? A slightly less exaggerated version of the one that's on show for all to see...

A slightly contemplative mood today. To the world anyway.
To myself, a ball of emotion, tears and anger hand-in-hand.