Gemotions

He slammed the laptop shut, the metallic click echoing in the otherwise empty office. He’d found the list, a digital file hidden in his girlfriend's cloud storage. It was a digital ghost, a compilation of desires he had never known about.

He leaned back in his chair, the leather creaking under his weight. His face was a mask of dark thought, his gaze fixated on the window. "Climb Mount Kilimanjaro." "Write a screenplay." "Adopt a dog." His breathing was shallow, his chest constricting.

A bitter taste filled his mouth. He felt a profound sense of inadequacy. He'd always considered himself a good partner, but now he felt… inadequate. He felt as though he was a disappointment.