To blog or not to blog, that is the question.
Okay, no, it really isn’t. The question is: Why do I blog?
When I decided to try my hand at another blog (this is my second, the first is in stasis, unsure if I will revive it), I really wasn’t sure what I’d write about. My focus isn’t on celebrities – there are plenty of other great sites to catch their antics – or on employment, or growing fresh herbs (don’t get cute with that) in a small apartment.
My blog is a way of venting, to get something off my chest. The simple act of writing something down helps me to see an answer, to bring closure, to find peace.
It’s also become an unexpected way to connect with others. If I can post something that resonates with someone else out on the interwebs, that makes me happy.
It’s also freeing. For all the times I’ve felt stifled by where I’ve worked, by co-workers, by family or by this hyper politically correct world we live in, here in the walls of my blog, I’m free to express myself.
So why do I blog? Simple. Because I can.