What happens when we let our mind go on autopilot for a day? Where would we go? What wouldn't we notice?

Everyone is in love with Captain America but who else can say they've saved his life?

A melody heard through an air vent ends a long search for inspiration but who is on the other side?

They say that rules are meant to be broken, but just how worth it is it to break rules? Is it worth losing trust? respect? a job?

Prom is a teenagers rite of passage, right? Everyone, in theory, should be excited. Well, nope. Not me. Especially not with a war going on.