A cat died today.  Our cat.  A cat unlike any cat I've ever come across.  Wild from birth, tamed by life.  Scared of everything until learning it had nothing to afraid of, until today.  I woke up to fluid in a box and stumbling cat, so I knew something was happening today after months of cancer affected body.  Convulsing body in waves was enough for me to go to Starbucks to take a break from such flutter of life, but what was I needing a break from? I was learning in those moments.  I watched this cat spend its last moments of life trying to live more than most human beings live in a lifetime.  I could see in her eyes something she knew was not normal and she became scared.  I watched a cat come to life for a brief minute  and go into a coma.  Her attempt at something so undetermined in the end made me feel something I knew I would someday know.  We will all someday know what it means to live, and that day will hopefully not come during the last moments of life.  But now.  The urgency of living has never been more urgent than now, because someday we will all gasp the deepest breath we know how to breath and we will breath no more.