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I feel like there is a Japanese word for the art of making ordinary things into rituals of pleasure.

I got married in Mexico. Part of a Mexican wedding ceremony is the signing of all the legal documents. Judge shows up, opens the books at the altar, and everyone signs. I decided that my husband and I should have a fancy pen to do our signing with, which could then become a wedding keepsake. I ordered a pretty silver and blue fountain pen from China and some basic ink. Filled it up, tried it out, and I was hooked. It was so <em>easy</em> to flow the thoughts onto the page. I Immediately ordered another pen for myself and started buying different kinds of inks (my current favorite is a red-brown ink from Noodlers).

I’m left-handed, so wet ink creates a problem for my daily note taking. But I like to use it when I need for the words in my head to live someplace else.

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I could fall down the ink rabbit hole so very easily.

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Snikt!

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I’m with Adam — loved that snikt ending.

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