Gemotions

The teddy bear, its fur matted and its stitches frayed, was nestled amongst a collection of unwanted household items. Liam felt a strange and unfamiliar pull. The bear was familiar.

He had been drifting, his life lacking direction. Now, holding the bear, his senses sharpened. He paid the man running the sale, a tired-looking father, and felt a rush of… exhilaration.

He went directly to his woodworking shop, a place he hadn’t visited in months. He began to create, shaping the wood with an energy he had thought he'd lost. He crafted a toy chest, a place to hold the memories of his childhood. He had something to create again.