a fleeting ripple

Some early mornings are so quiet that you can make yourself believe that you’re the only person in the world. Just a peaceful drizzle, splattering on the windows, the world cold and grey. Then, you make a steaming mug of coffee. Your insides warm up with every sip, your glasses get a little foggy. It’s still cold and dark outside, but some coffee and a little light to write under makes the silence something to be cherished, rather than to be dreaded. Finding the “perfect” pro

(27/02/2023 – 05/03/2023) I’ve decided to start a new series in the blog to track which pens (and pencils!) I’ve been using this week. I do have more pens inked for this first week, but my aim is to gradually reduce them into a manageable 7-pen rotation: 6 in a Galen Leather pen case to be carried around or set on my desk, one pen attached to my journal’s loop. Pencils, because I use them to scribble on margins. I’d like to mention the books I’m reading and the video game I p