Gemotions

A shiver, a good shiver, ran down Thomas’s spine as he saw the listing. His old house. He felt weightless, as if gravity had momentarily ceased to exist. He clicked on the link, and a flood of memories cascaded over him, making him feel dizzy. He felt like he could do anything.

He smiled, a wide, unrestrained smile. He saw the swing set, the giant oak tree, the porch where he had sat for hours. The familiar details, usually forgotten, seemed to leap out and grab him. He felt himself brimming with some kind of amazing energy.

He had to get out, he needed the sun. He ran to his closet, and grabbed his best shirt, and some old sneakers. He would walk and think about it. He would walk and be happy.