I always have a pen with me wherever I go. This pen, I make sure it runs out of ink before I actually buy a new one. It's the way I've always been. Because of this habit I have, every pen other people give me ends up for months into years of not being used.
When a day came that I actually wanted to use one of those never-used pens that I had for months, I find that they don't write that well anymore (if at all). It seems that the ballpoint pens when left too long without being used, end up being unusable in the long run.
While I feel sorry for the pen being unusable, I figured it's like I didn't want to use it. I didn't use the a pen because I already am using one and I was happy with it. By "being happy with it" - I mean the pen renders good service, given it writes as it should.
Looking back now at the many pens in my desk drawer that have gone to waste, choices in our life are like that - they come to us in many shapes, colors and features. We don't have to feel bad about not taking them all. You simply have to make a choice and stick with it.
Screw the use of the pen - that's what the printer is for.. ^_^
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3 comments:
So which "pen" did you choose and which "pen" did you wish you had used? =))
Let's say I have 3 pens. The first one is from Harvard which my cousin gave me, the second one is something I bought on my own. The last one is from my friend in Korea.
I picked the one I bought of course.
@dex's comment: Hahaha.
my comment: I like this analogy of pens here. ;)
And regarding my blog desc, perhaps it's that I have a simple heart but a complicated brain. Haha.
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