I lack that gene.

My friend makes art. When a tiny figurine fell and busted into a jillion pieces, she collected them and made a tragic diorama out of it. I just thought that was so clever. Something like that would not occur to me because I lack that gene or whatever part of a person that takes the lemons and makes tragic lemonade dioramas.

I can think of one time that my roomate's dog somehow chewed the eyes out of a toy mouse of my cat's. The end product was a hollow, matted mass of fur. I put it on the fridge just because it looked so creepy.