A writer of many years, this is my virgin run at this particular medium (the blog), so I chose to stick with what I know. Now, that’s not much, but if there’s one thing I know intimately, it’s the universe…or, perhaps, the pen. I frequently get the two of those confused, and use them rather interchangeably.

Why? I’m not entirely sure; but, at my best guest, it’s because there is nothing in the universe that can’t be filtered through the fine ball of a pen: It speaks whatever language you want it to speak, knows whatever you want it to know, tells anyone and anything whatever you’re out to say, and does it all in such a perfunctory manner that we forget it’s far more capable of communication than we are (why else would we use them the way we do)? Then again, I could be totally off on all of that. But, in all my wanderings, the one thing I never forget, that one thing I always stash in the satchel before fresh chonies, is the universe…or the pen – pick your tomato.

(I’m begging you, please save the scrutiny, remember – new and still lighthearted about trying something different! And, think about it: very little else will function for as many causes as indiscriminately at the pen).

-Chelsea Leroux

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