Huh. You know. I miss my old writing ritual. I used to keep containers of fountain ink on hand, so I could write with one of my fountain pens. I loved taking the pens apart, filling the little recepticles with ink, and then sitting down with a blank page in a aratty notebook to write to my heart's content.
But, I ran out of ink and I keept forgetting to buy more or when I remember the fund need to be put elsewhere. Eventually I suppose I'll remember at the same time I have money to fix it.
But, I ran out of ink and I keept forgetting to buy more or when I remember the fund need to be put elsewhere. Eventually I suppose I'll remember at the same time I have money to fix it.