Sometimes I’m not sure if there’s anything better than inking a fountain pen with a new color of ink. I don’t know what it is, I just love that feeling of holding a writing instrument that has been manually filled with ink and is ready to dispense words to my chosen canvas.
This post inspired by the fact that I just filled my Pelikan M200 fountain pen with Mont Blanc British Racing Green ink to take notes on a programming language book I’m reading.
I go through phases where a pen is most possibly the most romantic thing on this earth. I don’t know what comes over me when I hold a pen to a clean sheet of paper, but I do know I don’t seem to possess the capabilities to fill that paper with anything worth reading. Nevertheless, I can’t say there’s too many better feelings than that in the world.
I’m a pen nerd.