WHAT'S PEN GOT TO DO WITH IT?

At one point we thought Pen was our only loyal Friend.

.... that at least Pen got what were saying, every time we put ball point to paper, Pen was good to write it out in swoops and swirls.

When borrowed, we always got Pen back.  When needed, Pen was always in the bottom of our bag, snuggled behind our ears.

Except now... well, it really does seem like, lately... Pen you've been running out of ink,
going missing,
getting stuck under the seat when we're driving....
and refusing to come out-
even to our outstretched, familiar hand!

And Pen. You came home the other day with some teeth marks.  Really? You'd rather hang out with some McChewy? What have we not done for you that you think someone else will?

... and what was the whole bit about leaking blue all over our hands.  We could NOT get that stuff off, Pen. We recognize that it was an accident...  but it was everywhere...

Pen, what is something we wrote?

Did you want your own mug on the desk, apart from all the Others?

Are you... are you looking for Talent, Pen? Is our mediacrity waning? You're not fulfilled?

Don't you know that Earnest Hemingway is dead, Tolkein wrote with a feather, J K Rowling a magic wand? You're not settling, Pen.  You're not.  Someday we'll be able to buy you all of the finger grips you want.

Pen, we're lost without you. A blank page.

Come back.