On one of the many blogs I follow a question was posted. The blogger was asking it's readers why they blog. I answered the question then spent a good part of the day thinking about the question and my answer. I blog because, why not. I blog so I can get the words out of … Continue reading Why I Blog.
And what I mean by that is, why am I talking to myself/complete strangers on the internet. Because I feel like I am just talking to myself anyway. I was reminded of this last night when I was walking to my mother. A nightly ritual. I was telling her about my day, what was bothering me … Continue reading Why am I doing this?