Gemotions

The evening air was crisp and cool as Leo sat on his porch, sipping a cup of herbal tea. He was idly scrolling through his phone when he saw it. His childhood home. The listing was immaculate. He leaned forward, his eyes alight with a specific glee.

He felt a warmth spread through him as he looked at the pictures. The living room, where he had spent countless hours playing with his siblings. The backyard, where he had learned to ride his bike. He saw the photos of the newly refinished floors, and it evoked a distinct feeling of glee.

A chuckle escaped his lips as he scrolled through the images, reminiscing about the countless memories associated with the place. He was utterly captivated by the images, and found himself smiling with almost no effort at all.