I knew her, this Becky, apple of dear Horace's eye. I knew her as I do all my subjects. It is a simple matter of understanding, and understanding a person is but a simple matter of life experience. Garner much of it and you enable yourself to appreciate practically everything. You learn to take the good with the bad and in time, a thick skin grows over the seam inbetween the two. In relationships, the concept of these polarities are made up of an individual's commitment, the decisions people make as well as habits that form. Habits, being nothing more than pragmatic practice can usually be rendered inconsequential. Let me tell you about the Mayfly. A most incredible insect to say the least. Usually found in marshes, the mayfly gestates in the water for nine months, at which point, it breaks the water and flies about over the marsh, mating with anything it sees and in human speak, celebrating its life to the fullest. I say this because once it comes into contact with air, it only has under forty eight hours to live. Imagine waiting in line for nine months just to be able to live your life for two days. Every moment must count. Every breath must be lived to its fullest.