A lot of time has passed between China and I as well as between myself and other nations. Some of it good, some of it bad, and some I can't really say I could categorize as either. I've always thought that it was something of the magic of our existence, that we can be defined in so many ways by those that we meet and surround us, whether we like them or not.



History is a funny thing that way. Very much based on people and easily the stuff of legends, yet, somehow, it maintains the ties that bind us.