“A tale told by an…

“A tale told by an idiot…”

“…full of sound and fury, signifying nothing”. That’s how Shakespeare put it, railing about how life sometimes seems pointless.

That’s how I felt last night, briefly, when I learned that Ed, a good friend, died as a result of a motorcycle accident. He was a husband, father, grandfather, friend, and died doing what he loved; riding his motorcycle with friends on mountain roads above L.A. with his wife on the back (she’s bruised but otherwise unhurt). Friends behind him said it looked like the bike hit gravel. Just a few tiny rocks…

Crazy motorcyclists? I make no such judgment. He’d been riding for decades and bikes were part of him. He wouldn’t have been Ed without his motorcycles. When he had an important decision to make, he’d go for a ride to clear his mind and decide.

No, the tale of life is not told by an idiot. However sometimes the tale is sad and murky. It’s almost trite to say this at times like these, but I’ll say it anyway – Carpe diem. Seize the day. We know not what comes next.

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