Wednesday, April 14, 2010

Goodbye to a Friend

My black pen died today. Seeing the ink-less, carved dents of potential words on my page was a definitely a sad moment. CPR couldn't help; the paramedics weren't called. It just died silently among hundreds of people, and nobody knew. It was ceremonially buried amongst old paper friends. R.I.P. black pen, you always knew how to say exactly how I felt.


  1. did you try all the king's horses and all the king's men? they didn't have all that much luck with humpty, but who knows? maybe pens are their specialty.

    also, i would like to note that you have a talent for turning a seemingly dull moment into a touching and dramatic scene. well done, sir.

  2. why thank you! much appreciated.

  3. I'm sorry for your loss. How old was he?