Gemotions

From his living room window, David watched as the old house next door was stripped down to its bare bones. It was a marvel.

Every day, the sounds of progress had him glued to his seat. The clatter of tools, the shouts of the workers, the smell of fresh-cut wood... He had to keep looking.

He found himself bringing the neighbors coffee every morning, just an excuse to see the progress. He offered a helping hand, just to get closer to the process. The sheer dynamism of the project left him feeling lighter than he had in years.