Gemotions

The sun streamed through the kitchen window, illuminating dust motes dancing in the air, a phenomenon that usually captivated David. Today, however, it only intensified his internal unease. He’d finished his morning chores and now, the house felt empty. The silence was almost a physical thing. He noticed a small, bright red notebook lying on the kitchen table, it wasn't his. His partner, Alex, was out at a yoga retreat. He picked up the notebook, the cover a simple, elegant script that read, "Dreams & Schemes."