Gemotions

The scent of freshly baked bread wafted from the bakery next door, adding to the general sense of well-being that permeated David's morning. He felt lighter than air, almost as if he could float away. He moved to get his mail.

In among the usual assortment, he found it. A card. Brightly colored, its message simple: "Happy Birthday!" A smile spread across his face, a feeling of warmth blossoming within him.

He reread the words several times, savoring the moment. Who had sent it? He didn’t care. The gesture itself was a gift, a perfect spark to ignite his day. He decided to leave his worries behind, and enjoy the day.