Gemotions

He leaned against the old oak tree, the rough bark scratching pleasantly against his back. The late afternoon sun warmed his face as he surveyed the field of wildflowers, his latest project. The vibrant colors and gentle breeze created a sensory feast. His heart felt light. He had finally perfected the sustainable fertilizer formula. He imagined all the benefits it could provide. He smiled to himself. As he reached for his phone to submit the patent application, a sinking feeling settled in his stomach. The news awaited him, in cold, detached text.