Gemotions

The monotony of the data entry job usually left Ben feeling numb. Then, his coworker, Maria, started talking about Camp Whispering Pines, where they'd both spent their childhood summers. Maria was sharing stories about the camp's legendary scavenger hunt, and it was as if a switch had flipped inside him.

He found himself smiling, remembering his own adventures and misadventures. He felt a desire to create again. His eyes scanned the room, looking for things to change. It wasn't just the work that felt different; it was the world.

“That hunt was brutal,” Maria was saying. He found himself sketching ideas on a sticky note, a plan for a new office organization project bubbling to the surface. He felt something stir inside him, a hunger to make something.