I’ve always loved words. Maybe it’s because I grew up playing Scrabble — that familiar clatter of tiles, the competition, and the thrill of pulling off a triple-word score with a word my brother swore wasn’t real. Words have always been part of the rhythm of my life — how we communicate, create, and connect. So one day, I started wondering: where did the word “blog” even come from? Honestly, I always imagined it stood for something catchy — maybe brain log  or brilliant log.