Gemotions

He felt a buzz in his chest, a lightness that made him feel as though he could float. David threw his arms wide and did a quick little twirl in the middle of his living room. The fence! It was finally going up.

He’d almost given up hope. But Mr. Peterson had agreed to split the cost, and the plans were finalized. He imagined a future of quiet mornings, private barbecues, and a sanctuary he could finally call his own.

He immediately started clearing his own side of the property line, getting ready for the construction. He felt a surge of energy, a relentless need to get things moving. He worked for hours, fueled by an inner drive.