"...or you could get hit by a bus."

Once, I was grumbling and complaining because I had been doing things right and doing a good job and it was all for naught, or so it seemed.

My friend Meg wrote to me with words of commiseration, and said: "I often think that most proverbs should end with, '...but remember you can always get hit by a literal or metaphorical bus.'"

So all those words of advice - Early to bed, early to rise, makes a man healthy, wealthy and wise- are not worthless, but they are in need of that caveat-- but you might get hit by a bus.

My friend Meg is a wise woman. She's had her early-to-bed-and-early-to-rise days and nights.

And she has met some buses, too.

I'm trying to make sense of some senseless and sad things, and Meg's words keep coming back to me.

I'm going to keep trying to do my best.

I'm going to be aware that I could still get hit by a bus (and lately it seems like I'm in a high traffic area).

But, what matters, really, is that even knowing about the buses, I keep trying to do my best.

I'm not especially happy with this post right now, but I'm not especially happy at the moment. I'll come back, when I can, and try to get to what I'm trying to say.

But for now, at least I've said part of it.