Our lives create networks, tightly interwoven, every strand as significant, as indispensable as the next. Most of the time, we are blissfully oblivious of that fact. Would be too much to take in, I guess, and why bother, really. Tell me this, though. What happens to the fabric of our lives once a thread is torn out?So, give me a minute, no longer than it takes that traffic light down there to turn green. That's all I need. It's all I get.