This blog began as a medium through which I could express my confusion and yearning for the freedom of travel. Well, something has happened to me. Something big.

I've found what I was looking for. And I feel fucking magnificent.

A drunken euphoria has swept over me and I am unable even to sit down in my chair, compelled, instead, to get up and dance to the music of the universe - music which, previously, played for me only abroad. Travel, formerly my sole source of bliss, now has a companion.

And hallelujah.

So here it is then. From this day forth I, b.free, will inspire. No longer will those who cross me remain content with the material trappings of the West. No longer will the masses go quietly into the night never having chased their bliss. No longer will we all wear masks pretending to care about profit margins, and productivity and competitive advantage. No, as a teacher, as a writer, as a filmmaker and as a friend, I will wake my small but universal world from its resigned surrender.

It is a lofty dream. But I want this and I will try. And the previously baffling question of "so, what do you do?" will baffle no longer. From today until the grave:

"I inspire."

And hallelujah.