It’s not until you fall sick that you appreciate good health. You enter a state of hyper-sensitivity, suddenly realizing the labor of your every action, every movement, and every breath. Sometimes, when ill, I sit up in bed to fully concentrate my newfound awareness of the coiling and squelching of my inner systems, and think to my medicine-drunk self, “Man, being alive takes a lot of hard work.” But, even then, it’s not possible to truly grasp the scale of your body’s to-do list that it’s constantly ticking off and rewriting with every passing second. When you think about it,…