One of the things I like to do when I fly is to catch up on movies. The truth is, this is almost the only time I watch movies. Last week, on one of my flights, I watched a documentary about Amy Winehouse. During the movie, I became increasingly upset and tears started rolling down my face. It was so obvious, that the man sitting next to me asked if I was okay. Why was I upset? Because Amy’s life was one that was full of so much talent and so much pain. What I found most upsetting is that…