Of Writing

Today I made a startling discovery; there exists in this world, lo, in my small town, disposable fountain pens.
I'm not sure why this is such a shock to me, as I use disposable rollerballs all the time. But for some reason, the act of throwing away a nip makes me cringe.

There have been Wednesday prompts since the Challenge, but I've returned to the random scribblings in my journals, bouncing from volume to volume with nary a care.