Grateful for pen and paper

I think that with all the technology that surrounds me these days, my fingers have almost lost their intrinsic ability to write on paper. Laptops, smart phones, keyboards...all of it making life move faster than ever before. Sometimes when I sit down to write something with a pen, after a few minutes, my hand is aching, so little practice does it have at forming the words manually.

Today I had an idea in my head and I tried so hard to get it to flow out of my brain and through the keyboard. It wouldn't come. I couldn't get that momentum going and I knew that I had to change something for me to get there. I took a notebook and a pen and trundled to my favourite cafe of the moment (likely to be forever actually) and I sat, with coffee in hand, and I wrote and wrote and wrote. The rhythm of the pen back and forth was comforting as the words finally made their way forth.

The words will make their way onto here sometime soon. But until then I am grateful for a little break in the day to write and my trusty pen and paper.

Thanks Maxabella for hosting our gratitude and the image is courtesy We Heart It.