Why?

Why? That's a loaded question isn't it? Why is the grass green? Why do I have to do my homework? Why do I sometimes feel like a hamster on a wheel? Why am I writting a blog?

Simply to purge the grey matter.

I always have conversations running around my head. The world around me can be perfectly quiet but inside my mind it's a total cacophony of weird and random thoughts. Sometimes they come bursting forth through my mouth startling not only me, but those around me. To them, the thoughts have nothing to do with the topic at hand. To me, it had everything to do with something. Maybe it was a name that was said that brought me to someone I knew 30 years ago who's favorite color was red and favorite meal was spaghetti which reminded me of our trip to Rome when I was twelve and how I fell in love with sculpture which then lead to the really cool kinetic sculptures at the Meijer Garden which I'd love to have and incorporate them into my new condo if only I could sell my house which made me think of how some people think that the color I painted my house was purple rather than spirit blue which then came blurting out as "it's soooo NOT purple!"

"Huh?" they all say in unison. "What's not purple?"

I'm thinking that it might be good to purge. It might be good to get these random thoughts out of my head and into the blogosphere where they might pique thoughts in someone elses head or they may just wander forever through time online until some future anthropologist who, while working on their distertation about the habits of humans in the 21st century, discovers this blog and creates meaning for it.

Who knows.