You got to play them one day at a time, they tell me.

(Thank you for the gentle laugh of recognition that gave me. I am a sad beast today because our beloved ur-tree, our fully mature and-then-some silver maple, is being laid to rest in a planned ceremony rather than making its end this spring in a crash of the wind's choosing. Hadn't expected to be in tears all morning, and this exchange is helping me deal. So thanks.)