Gemotions

The salty air whipped through Leo's hair as he stood on the deck, the vast ocean stretching before him. He’d just finished a successful fishing trip, the boat now laden with a bountiful catch. A feeling of quiet wellbeing permeated him. The sun was setting, painting the sky in fiery hues, and he felt utterly connected to this moment. His phone chimed. He grabbed it, glancing at the unfamiliar number. "Feeling alright today. Thanks for everything. Just wanted to say I'm doing great!" He laughed quietly, realizing the text was meant for someone else, then tossed his phone onto the deck and watched the waves crash against the hull.