Gemotions

He adjusted his glasses, peering at the intricate blueprints spread across the drafting table. The rhythmic drone of a power saw was a familiar soundtrack to his day. A feeling of lightness permeated his being. He found himself tapping his foot in time with the noise, a small, almost involuntary movement. The project he was working on, the complexities of the design, felt not like a burden, but a challenge he was ready and delighted to meet. The noise, the sunshine, the day – all of it seemed perfect.