The Possibilities

There's just something remarkable about that pad and pen you find next to the bed in your hotel:

Picking it up you become a writer. An artist. A poet. An entrepreneur sketching out his next billion dollar idea. An architect, whether in the medium of atom or bits. A songwriter, screenwriter or game master. A spy. A mathematician. A solver of problems both great and small.

Tear off that sheet of a paper and you become an aerospace engineer, sculptor, spit-ball launcher and defeater of locks.

The possibilities are endless. And unlike that $8.00 bottle of water, the pen and paper are free.

You can keep your fancy robe and slippers, stocked mini-bar and orthopedic mattress. I'll take the pen and pad any day.