I just had a minor panic as I couldn’t find my two favourite pens! And I’d just sat down to write at a cafe!
After a few deep breaths, and taking out my trusty cheap BIC pen I decided to look in a different section of my bag. There they were!
Lucky! One of these pens were a gift, and another a special treat to myself, so I was annoyed they were lost. While I can write with any pen, there’s more meaning when I write with these because of the story behind getting them. And this can help with the creative flow. Or at least with my frame of mind when I sit to write, which in turns influence the creative flow.
And the flow was good this morning! In which I’m grateful for 💖