The moment when the brain turns off and says “uncle” is when the exams are over
and I don’t need to think much no more.
I can sit and sip chocolate, and nibble on rice with spice.
All in good company I suppose, but not all the time will
my mind understand what is exactly going on.
Brain now that you have shut off and decided to hibernate on me
what will you do? I know I have mathematical issues to deal and solve for I
do have a house full of things to do for it needs to be finished with all the care and delicacy
that my hands can exactly manipulate to obey me and turn a beautiful project out.
I will cut, measure, and nail you to where you need to go. Before I can manipulate,
I will need the very tool to enable this desired action, and result.
Be gentle as I am with you. Dearest power tool.