A Bad Omen?

A Ghost Bike has appeared around the corner from where I live, which means that someone is memorializing a rider who got killed right near my house. It's as if someone knew that I was trying to conquer my fear, and presented a daily reminder of the dangers of my new hobby. I don't want to sound glib or narcissistic about somebody paying respect to the dead. It's off-putting, though. I can't turn the corner of an almost daily route without looking at it.