I came across a word today that doesn’t officially exist:
It’s the kind of word you’d text a friend you haven’t seen since high school. The kind your grandmother says over the phone when she hears something different in your voice. The kind you ask yourself at 2 a.m. when sleep won’t come. whatchapne
The answer might surprise you.
Here’s a short, reflective blog post inspired by the unusual word (It reads like a colloquial contraction of “what’s happened” or “what has happened to” — possibly a typo or intentional slang.) Title: Whatchapne? Or: The art of checking in on yourself I came across a word today that doesn’t
Whatchapne? What’s happened? What’s been going on? What has the last week, month, or year done to you — and for you? when sleep won’t come
We have “what’s up” (too casual). We have “how are you” (too automatic). But “whatchapne” sits in the messy middle. It acknowledges that things have occurred. That time passed. That you might not be the same person you were when we last spoke.