I had a relationship with this book.  I glanced at her at the bookstore and passed her by twice.  Gave her the eye and read her back side.  I opened her up and read a few pages.  I wrote down her title and found her on kindle because she was cheaper there.  I started slowly and read the first few chapters.  She remained hidden in my kindle for a few weeks.  Boredom. I remembered she still existed and resumed reading.  We took a walk through history and she explained all these wonderful things.  She told me about common fallacies, and great decision making.  She shed light on things I learned a decade ago at eight am in a college class.  She made me think about the conundrums of our politics and public opinion.  She made me think about how bad all my past (math) relationships really were.  The beauty in our unique ability to exercise cognitive dissonance.  I read the second to the last page not knowing it was almost over and I fell asleep.  I woke up and turned the page and it said 'Acknowledgements'.  How could I not know it was over in that final paragraph?  She left me.  With bewildered curiosity and hope.  She changed me.  Now I see things differently.  Now I am different.