Most days I like to think that life is worth living, that no matter what crap we are subjected to by scumbags public and private, walking this earth and having the chance to live and love is a wonderful gift. On days like that I believe in the potential for change and improvement, and dream of an utopian future where we have conquered many of the inequities and injustices that plague our modern societies. Yeah, I know, I think I may have watched too many Star Treck: The Next Generation reruns.
Then there are days like today, when I am neither happy nor sad, mainly bored and apathetic. On days like this I notice pain and suffering in my fellow bloggers' posts, and I feel powerless to help. How I wish sometimes that I could swiftly wipe away their problems with a blink of my eyes or a wiggle of my nose.
Among the family deaths, suicidal confessions and the people being kicked while they are down, there is one piece of good news from my friend and fellow poster Shannon. Not everything sucks, at least.