I started doing this on the suggestion of a friend when I was really depressed.
Writing about the funny things I think up in my mind helped me cope quite a bit more than I thought it would. I found my footing, I found some friends and maybe I met the great love that all the great poets refer to.
I don't have time to do this right now. When I started, I had all the time in the World, but now I'm doing all these different things, and there's not enouh time in the day for everything I have found. So writing a blog isn't on my list of needed things to do. I'm going to leave it up, and maybe once in a great while I will think of something to say, but writing a webblog is not my passion in life.
Living is.