Does “thinking” really make something so? What about Belief? The key to health is Belief. Add will and Fight, I mean when I’m down to my apparent last out now, awoken in the night without my breath, surely dying... I become the boxer fighting against the ropes because I have looked down the death barrel as far as I could to realize there is only life. Fight for it, starting with waking up, and realizing that “you’re sick” can be a lie. You’re alive today is a great truth. This poem’s today’s high-five, reaching out to tomorrow. I sure hope it finds you well.