Gemotions

Mr. Olsen found the package on his doorstep. It was a high-tech watch, from Michael, the student who never paid attention. Michael, who was now a successful tech entrepreneur. The watch gleamed in the sunlight.

He held the watch in his hand, feeling its weight. He thought about his own outdated wristwatch, the one he had worn for the last twenty years. The one that was always a bit slow.

The house felt empty that evening. His wife had gone to visit her sister. He sat alone, the silence amplifying the sharp ache that he tried to ignore. He thought about his own unfulfilled potential.