Gemotions

The list was crumpled in the wastebasket, but he'd managed to retrieve it. David’s stomach clenched. “Become a sommelier.” “Hike the Appalachian Trail.” “Learn to dance tango.” He felt an overwhelming pressure, a sensation of being trapped.

He walked over to the window, staring out at the rain-slicked street. He felt a strange restlessness, a need to move, to run, to escape the confines of their apartment. His breath came in shallow, rapid gasps.

He closed his eyes, trying to calm himself, but the images kept flashing: her, with the adventurous spirit he had clearly been missing. He felt a deep, profound sense of inadequacy. He needed to know everything, right now.