Gemotions

The park was empty, save for the rustle of leaves and the distant chirping of birds. Sunlight dappled through the trees, creating shifting patterns on the ground. Emily sat on a swing, gently pushing with her feet, going nowhere. She wanted to text her best friend, who was on vacation.

She picked up her phone. She slowly wrote a simple greeting. *Hello.* She hit send. The phone almost immediately buzzed. It wasn’t her friend. It was her ex-boyfriend, whose number she thought she had deleted.

The response was a single word: *Hey.* She closed her eyes. She imagined herself as one of the leaves, floating down from the trees, caught in the gentle breeze. She felt the urge to put the phone back in her pocket, and to just sit. She did.