Gemotions

He leaned back in his worn leather armchair, the familiar creaks of the chair a comforting sound. The day had been productive, the tasks completed with a sense of accomplishment. A feeling of completeness washed over him as he reached for his current read, *The Lord of the Rings*. He’d found it at a charity shop, drawn to its worn cover and the promise of escape.

A folded piece of paper fell out, revealing a faded photograph of a smiling couple. He studied it, a quiet smile forming on his face. He felt at ease, pleased with the world around him.