I am a fountain pen.
My sister was an only child. I put a stop to that. I lived in the Bronx. What I did in Providence RI starting from age ten constituted some other state of being until I could leave, at age 17. I have never really been back. Today, a rabbi lives in our old house. Enough said.
I like words a lot. I use them a lot, and as often as I can.
I am very happy now where I am, happier than I've ever been. Details are my business. I hope you're well and remain in that condition for as long as you find pleasure in it.
As I have been my entire life I am alive, and prefer it.
What? There's something else? This isn't all about me?