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Saturday, August 21, 2010

The Pen

Of course you could never understand why I would pay forty-five dollars for a pen.  Why is it I could never get that until this moment, sitting in a far away place, thinking of days gone by.

Nothing has ever flowed through your hand which was not part of number crunching or writing a proposal.  How could you possible understand the connection, the feeling of flow from head to hand through the pen and onto the paper.  Why would the feel of the instrument in your hand make any difference?

I am so sorry.  It was I who did not understand.

August 20, 2010, SMA, Mexico