Gemotions

The workshop was a mess, tools scattered across the workbench. The prototype sat unfinished, a testament to his diminishing resolve. He couldn't focus; his mind was a battlefield of doubts and insecurities. The whole thing seemed like a futile waste of time.

A colleague called, wanting to collaborate on a new project. His mind went blank. He couldn't think.

He entered his colleague's office. On the desk, a model of his prototype sat, nearly complete. His colleague was explaining, excitedly, about his groundbreaking design. The very same design he had been struggling with for months. He felt his face burn. The words seemed to echo in his ears.