Last week, the most divine of divine sparks skidded off Malibu Canyon Rd. She did not survive.

I look at her; I look at the OP.

I see two possible conclusions; I have no strength to determine the right one.

a) My most divine friend is in such a better place, and OP is exhibit A of what all the rest of us have to contend with in carrying on in this realm; or

b)There truly is no sense to any of this, and OP is exhibit A to our desperate insanity.

So which is it?!?!??!