Gemotions

The late afternoon sun warmed Liam's face as he cycled down Elm Street, the familiar whir of his tires a pleasant counterpoint to the chirping birds. He glanced at his phone, a message from “Stardust” flashing on the screen. He grinned; their witty banter had been a lifeline this past year, a bright spot in a routine that had begun to feel a bit stale. He'd poured his heart out in his online conversations, sharing his hopes for a photography exhibition, the details of his job, and his dreams of leaving his mundane existence. Now, the notification, the possibility of a meet-up, sent a jolt of energy through him. He pumped his legs, a spontaneous burst of speed carrying him towards the city center.