They prefer to fix things than to break them.
They want to create more than they want to destroy.
My hands are more apt to destruction than creation.
My mind yearns to create and my hands only follow.
When I'm cold and need heat, my mind informs my body.
My body responds in turn to take the actions needed.
With my two hands I fix the broken. I live or die.
Today I'm grateful for the heads that fixed my furnace.
Much love and stay well.
