Gemotions

The gentle hum of the train lulled him into a state of semi-awareness. He glanced at his phone, the digital magazine article open on the screen. The byline was wrong. He rested his head back, watching the scenery drift by, the countryside a blur.

The train rattled gently along the tracks. He felt his eyelids getting heavy, and he slowly closed his eyes. The motion was relaxing. He opened his eyes, and gazed out at the window. The world was peaceful.

He looked back at the article. He carefully closed his phone, and continued to watch the environment pass by.