Gemotions

“Unbelievable!” Maria slammed the document on the table, the papers scattering like startled birds. Her voice was sharp, tight. Her hoverboard – able to operate in any terrain – was a dream, a vision that had taken years to manifest in the physical world. And the patent? Filed last month. Her fingers, which had been still, were now drumming a frantic tattoo on the desk. She spun around, eyes scanning the tools, the blueprints, the components scattered around the room. She was practically vibrating with the idea of what she could still create.