After yet more evidence, I’ve come to the conclusion that, at best, the connection between effort and result is a meandering, dotted line. Like the frenzied parade of ants after they’ve eaten the poison.

My brother had given me advice once, after one of my “poor me I try so hard” bouts, to be less focused on result. Thanks, Bro, and I mean that literally.

So, back to the joy of effort. Results may will vary.