Gemotions

The old brick building felt cold and uninviting, even with the midday sun streaming through the windows. The construction supervisor, Frank, showed the new foreman, David, the layout for the next project. Each step felt heavy.

“This is the blueprint, and here’s the safety checklist,” Frank stated, his voice flat. He pointed at the diagrams, his finger tracing the lines with a lack of enthusiasm. David’s enthusiasm, however, was in overdrive, constantly asking questions. Frank found himself struggling to find the energy to respond.

The endless days of overseeing the crews, dealing with the constant problems, and meeting deadlines had taken their toll. His body felt stiff, and his mind felt sluggish. He longed for the peace of a quiet afternoon.