Separating our identities from our work is an unnatural and detestable thing. Like any species, our dispositions should always be a reflection of what we do-our life’s work. When we examine a living thing and become captivated by some of its features, we find these parts to be a vital component to what makes its function unique from other animals. The wings of an eagle enable it to soar at high altitudes; the oil of a mechanic’s hands never seem to fully wash away, giving him an advantage of day to day manual labor. Whether our work brands us with peculiar features- a certain smell, scars, or an unusual disposition- we should wear it proudly for the sake of Heaven.