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First Ink (Pen redux)

I drew my mightier-than-the-sword pen and spilled ink on the virgin page.  I came, I saw, I wrote.  This page, nay, this journal is mine! A humorous event:   I asked my wife, who was running an errand yesterday near the … Continue reading

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The Joy of Pen (or The Sensual Pen)*

(Some thoughts on the occasion of retiring a full journal and starting a new one) My pen’s heft comforts me.  Its smooth sleekness sends shivers of delight up and down my spine.  I caress it gently, lovingly, enjoying the feel … Continue reading

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