I'm in a rut.
It's a comfortable rut to be in, though. I've had the same pens inked for months, 15 in my pen rack...give or take two that came and went when the Sheaffer Vac-Fill conical nib bug bit me. I've hardly looked to my pen chest. It's as though I've settled on my favorite writers after years of buying and and selling. I'm writing more and worrying less about my collection. My fingers aren't getting stained restoring pens. And yes, that means I've had less to offer for sale, but it's never been for the money anyway.
I am confident this won't last, and those emptied drawers in my pen chest won't be that way for long. Something will catch my eye, and then off I'll go. But until then, it's nice to say to myself, "I finally have every pen I need." Um..., need is the operative word, here.
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