why

"Do you have a blog?"
Well, yes.

"It's kind of a fad these days, isn't it?"
I suppose so.

"I mean, everyone has a blog!"
That might be a bit of an exaggeration,  don't you think?

"Did I tell you about my cousin? He blogs about cane furniture. How ridiculous,  don't you think?"
Ridiculous?  Uh, I don't quite see why-

" Who'd want to read about cane furniture, now? Even if those birds' nests he made were pretty."
I'm sure a lot of people would share his interests. Blogging is a great way to meet people,  you know.

"Of course you'd think that!" *sugary smile* "So tell me, what's your blog about?"
Oh, bits and pieces. I just like putting down what I think.

"An online diary, you mean? What's wrong with a nice private diary?"
It's not a diary. it's just a way to find people who can relate to what I'm saying or maybe disagree with me, introduce new ideas.

" I don't really get why it's necessary."
It's not. I like doing it.

" I know how you kids are. If something is 'cool', everyone wants to do it "
Aren't you generalising a little?

" But you have to say that! It's exactly what my cousin says. Honestly, this blogging business just encourages his obsession with cane."
It's a passion. but you might not get it, I understand. people have different tastes.

" Are you accusing me of being tasteless. I have good tastes. Didn't I say those nests were pretty?"
*wonders why this conversation is still on*

" Hmph. Can I see it?"
Uh, sure.

" Oh, nice poem."
It's not really meant to be a- ah, forget it.

" No no, tell me."
I'm just experimenting with abstract writing without the necessity of structured plots or even structured sentences.

" But why is it not a poem then?"
*sighs.*
Okay, it is.

" Then why did you deny it in the first place?"
Never you mind.

" So, do you earn from your blog?"
No.

" Why not?"
I choose not to.

" Then why run a blog?"
I like writing. It's just a space to let me write.

"It's because all your friends have one, isn't it?"
*walks away*