Here I go. I am opening a document and placing my hands upon the keyboard.
Between me and it flows energy, a power so strong that it has been sung of in songs, written in verse and ended wars. Not my own act, no, but the similar acts of others before me.
I ready my sword. I prepare my steed. I gird my loins…
Okay, I boot-up the laptop, swing the table closer, and loosen the strings on my sweatpants.
Now, smile!