My obsession with pens...
I am here to tell tumblr and the internet that I love pens. I confess that I probably love them more than I should. There is something about holding a beautifully crafted pen that feels sublime. As if you're on the precipice of something enormous, with the power to float right over it just by signing your name or writing a scathing review of some heretical balderdash.
I am somehow power-hungry for the feeling a wonderful pen supplies. But, there are worst things I could hunger for, I'm sure.
In reality, 9 of my amazon wishlist items are pens. My favorite brands are pilot, zebra, pentel and sharpie, although I have this amazing set of Stabilos that have improved my life since the first moment I had one in my hands.
Perhaps this is an overly flowery note about pens. But I just love that you can use pens for such a wide variety of things and the way they convey and express my emotions is really unmatched by any other resource or tool I have (unless you count my hands, but I would say those are a part of me and not as much of a conduit).
Either way, I am even tempted to channel my inner Pablo Neruda and compose an ode to the pen. We'll see if that happens later today ;)
Nora