Consider the pen: a pen's life is either short or long, but which is worse? If he (for the sake of convenience, this pen is male) is used often, his life is short but rich and full. If his life is long, it means that he wasn't used, didn't have many experience. This type of pen is the one that lays in the bottom drawer, only to be used for the random post-it note. So the question is... which is worse?
And another thing. I often wonder if pens have aspirations, goals in life. I imagine a new package of pens, sitting on the shelf, wonder what is to become of them. I imagine each pen hoping with all his might that he would end up in the brilliant hand of this generation's Ibsen or Miller. I imagine the dread that his package might be purchased by the mother of a sloppy, lazy teenager-- for this would result in nothing but doodles and a lot of chewing (which can't possibly be pleasant... well maybe). I can hardly fathom the disappointment of such a pen. After all, it's not the pen's fault.
it all makes me wonder: are pens upset that they're becoming obsolete?
