Supposedly.

It's so EASY to give mindless advice to people because talk is cheap. Sure you've heard that a million times but you know it won't stop being true.

In the midst of attempting to cheer a friend up tonight I couldn't help but beat myself up over the fact that I was failing so pathetically. You're supposed to say nice things, they listen and a tiny metaphorical garden starts to bloom. But then again, if the world were that perfect nobody would get that upset to begin with. Nobody would have something to feel like a helpless fool about.

The good news is, however, that the majority of this screwed up world is in it with you. Having said that, the natural order of things suggests that everything will sort itself out eventually. Maybe it's fluff but you gotta believe in something.