It is time

To get the funk out.
To let the words flow.
To show you the world from my senses. I ate banana chips yesterday. Let my tongue investigate the sweet precipice, tip to roof, before sliding it between the teeth, crunching the smell of banana, filling the back of the throat and then swallow. Simple. No revelations. No ecstatic brilliance slipping into the brain. Just me and this banana chip, and I was happy.
To come out of the shell.
To stay in the shell.
To bring me here.
To do what I have always done...
To live my life.