no touch

i read a lot of blogs (yes, i read a lot of blogs) that are very personal. i think that's pretty much the point -- the blogger is journaling and confessing and writing what's on her mind. that's pretty much the point here, too, except for one thing -- the magic man is uber-private. can't spill his beans. so i'll be vague. he got bad news (job-wise) and he's way down in the dumps. he can't lift his spirits. i can't lift his spirits. he didn't even want to be touched. then this afternoon he got more bad news. i try to cheerlead for everyone, including myself. i try to reassure and uplift and love. what else can i do?