Walked past an open garage door on my evening walk and had to stop for a second.
That workbench with the vice bolted to the brick, the drill just sitting there like someone stepped away mid-job. Nothing fancy, just tools that actually get used.
Been thinking about that kind of work since I started looking at job listings again. Everything I do lives on a screen, nothing I could point to and say I made with my hands.
Didn’t take anything from it except that feeling. Back to my resume after this.