Frolic and bound through the undergrowth, and raise your young. Line your den with polyester and sniff the bones of your forebears thoughtfully. We work so we can own the things that we want. No, we work so the things we want can own us. And the things we want are not very pleased with how we have been behaving lately, and are going to send us to our room without any supper tonight.
Healthy people become ill.
There are no healthy people, we are all ill. I have a friend who recently learned that he has a congenital heart condition which could kill him soon. He is in his thirties, and at first he did not take the news well at all. He stopped going to work, and hid away at home in front of his TV connected to an electronic device that amplifies his fear by displaying his heart rate for him. He seemed unpleasantly surprised and even shocked by the possibility that he could die at any time.