I’ve been asleep. (Metaphorically speaking, of course; I don’t take naps.) As I step forward, my unsteady feet betray the length of my slumber. I sway back and forth, re-learning that which I had forgotten.
While asleep, I sometimes go to fantastic places. It takes me a while to remember where I am, and even who I am.
And my steps will become even and my breaths will be calm. The conqueror will walk amongst you once more.