It "has enough ink to write 1.7 meters per day for 7 years" and glides across a page like pure silk. That it's orange and bears an exclamation mark is just icing. What kind of a dear friend bestows a treasure like this on a person? Katie, that's who. I could write 1.7 meters a day on her lovingkindness alone. My challenge is not going to be using up the ink in a meaningful, joy-filled way, but keeping up with this instrument of creativity and communication for the next 7 years. I had to make a U-turn in downtown traffic yesterday thinking I left it at a client's office! This pen and I have places to go and things to write. We'll be in touch.
When is the last time you found a personal note peeking out of your mailbox? From someone who gathered paper, pen or laptop (and thoughts) and focused solely on dear, wonderful you? Well, there will always be correspondence to open here. Love letters from life, written just for you.