When I was a child (those close to me know I will remain as such), my favorite activity was to disassemble things. Take apart, tear apart, a tiny surgeon of everything mechanical. At first, with no plans or care to reassemble. Then, with precision and purpose I needed to know how things worked. Now, I create things. Some because I know they will work, some because I think they might. So far, so good. I look forward to getting better at everything, and backwards to make sure. A good exercise for the mind, & neck. I'm curiouser than Alice about what I'll make next.
