Man, I wish I could eat like a dozen cookies and not feel like I needed to at least go for a jog later. That would be so cool.
I was an artist last week, not so much now. Which makes no difference except I appreciate more how hard it is now that I knew how to do it for a week.
I kind of don't really know? There was the whole Black Widow thing, not a lot of fun times there, and then going all over the place setting them free after, and then a five year gap where I literally didn't exist, and then I came back to find my sister dead and a lot of things changed. So I haven't really had a lot of free time, you know?