"The Pen and the Paper"

"I'm sure the way ahead is clear", said the paper.

"No, it's not," replied the pen.

"Why not," inquired the paper.


At that the pen turned to the paper and replied:

"As long as I'm here, the way ahead is never clear."

"Why?"


The pen turned and looked past the paper.
"The way ahead may seem one way, but when I turn around..."

He turned.

"I... I see the mark I've made on the world."


The paper followed the pen as it moved on.

"Does that matter?"

The pen stopped and sighed.

"Not as much as it should."


They were silent for the rest of their journey.