Hello beautiful world. I think it is time we had a talk.
I've forgotten how to speak to you, in the way one should when blindly addressing that which surrounds oneself. That way is quiet and explosive, and contemplative and brash, and internal and external all at once. It is poetic -- and I fear I may have lost use of that tongue. But the tongue is a muscle (several of them, in fact!). I simply need to exercise it.
Following suit of many friends and strangers, I wanted to put it all out there. Forgive my rusty words. I hope this effort will polish 'em up.
You can call me Al.
