Why?

I was out in the open, sipping tea, talking about something of not too much consequence with a friend. I didn't know much if anything about the topic, and was mostly listening. I sort of felt bad I had nothing to offer in the conversation, and then went on to think about how much there is out there that one knows nothing about. Nothing too deep, clearly -- everyone feels stupid one time or the other. Quite apart from this, in the background of my mind I was also considering my constant phobia of forgetting. I have this desperate urge to try and remember things and this eternal fear that I'll forget something I don't want to. Its quite stupid, really, but its something that I find myself doing quite often. Its of common knowledge now that when you write something (read type) you tend to remember it better. Further when you write about something you tend to be more thorough. I do at any rate, and so I thought for my personal benefit I'd write random articles about random things. It may be about the dog next door, or something I learned recently -- anything. Just so I could systematically and randomly explore the plethora of things that the world (≠ earth) has to offer.