“Let China sleep, for when she wakes, she will shake the world.”– Napoleon Bonaparte

I’ve been ‘sleeping’ all my life. Those of you who’ve known me for years, know this well. I’ve spent my days lying in the grass, gazing at the stars, pondering life and its whimsical ways. I’d chosen the bard’s lute over the warrior’s sword.

I drifted peacefully in the sea and found joy in the tranquil. I found myself troubled yet amused by the blind, thrashing and flailing wildly from fear of drowning.

I am a drifter no more. I am a maverick, a heat-seeking missile.

All this while, I’ve been warm and gentle, like sunshine on a pleasant summer’s day. I let my energy gently diffuse into everything. You never really saw it. You couldn’t have noticed it. It didn’t really do anything.

No longer will I settle for mediocrity. No longer will I allow myself to linger, to rust and to deteriorate.

But those of you spent long enough time with me may have wondered the same thing that Napoleon thought when learning of the sheer volume of Chinese peasants, or as anybody does after spending all day in the sun- how much potential energy is there to be harnessed? And Universe forbid, what could be accomplished if all that energy were focused to a single point?

Well, things are about to get very hot around here. Watch me.