I often wonder what this blog is about. It’s been three years, and I still can’t seem to figure out which category my blog falls into.
Sometimes it’s frustrating.
“What do you write about?”
“Ah — just, stuff.”
“What kind of stuff?”
“You know — stuff.”
That’s my problem. I don’t have one definitive topic. I just write. Stuff.I’ve been thinking about it, and about what I can do about it.
And I’ve found an answer. This is not a parenting blog, this isn’t a DIY blog, not a lifestyle blog, certainly not a fashion blog — it’s a coping blog.
The more I think about it, the more it feels right. Mine is a coping blog. It tells you everything you need to know about someone who’s coping up with life. There are stories, poems and musings, but there’s also photos, quotes and books I enjoy.
I don’t write on one topic, I write on my life. And my life is a bit of everything, it’s a bit of everything mashed up. It’s the chaos within me.