If I ever have super powers

Disregarding whatever powers I may want to have(because everything sounds good to me), what might be more important would be what I do after obtaining it.

Imagine one day, you wake up. You yawn and try to get more shut-eye. But you know the feeling. The twists and the turns and you just cannot return the the state of sleep you were in. So you laze in bed and only get up after awhile. Opening the door, you broke it. Events followed but suffice to say you realise you have the exact powers Superman has. What would you do?

I am sure confusion is one of the first few things you feel. What to do with it. Perhaps try to fly? You realise you can fly because you levitated above the ground 10 centimetres. Are you going to jump straight out the window? Chances are you will try it on the ground floor(if you live in a high-rise apartment). Caution have to prevail. You don't want to die because you failed to fly the correct way and fell to the ground due to panic.

Human beings are wholly predictable to a certain point. We know this new Superman will panic. He will question, he will accept it. What comes after acceptance? The consequences of the power.

I find it interesting, the resultant action of a man with a power. Immediately, the person will think of similarities. Whatever this Superman does will be with reference to the culture he is in.

He weighs the pros and cons. Not just that, he needs to know the weaknesses. Perhaps he would like to be a bad guy. Rape. Murder. The King of the World doesn't need morals or laws. Power dictates. And so, weaknesses become so very important in deciding the next course of action.

I always wonder about this. What will I do when a ghost appears? What will I do when my best friend commits murder? What will I do if I stumble upon a serial killer on the move; and I have no time to inform the police. The course of action pertaining to each individual is always unique. It branches out. Mostly, it's the same but as time passes, actions are like each individual sprigs of leaves

I think I won't do a thing. I will be too busy being apprenhensive of this unknown that I won't do much. It's 4am. If right now, I have the ability to fly, I won't. And as I type this, slightly satisfied that I have decided to do nothing should the day comes, I realise something. If I obtain the power to control minds, I don't think I will be as timid. But I haven't decided what to do. I know I will do something about it. There's something about mind control that draws you in. And I am equally satisfied I feel that. Ho hum.

I think I am just high.