Have you had that action of comforting, or at least trying to comfort a friend; yet the reassuring words and warmth run dry when spoken to yourself. When you are closed to the open words, how do you overcome such downed responses?
Much to my way of thinking, it seems a dejected approach to aspire to be better in ones sensation coursing through their soul. Not one body is capable of alleviating its own dispirited core. So its apparent that be some design we humans should not live in complete solitude, away from those who are there to help, in disguise.
Beyond Unknown Steps 