Gemotions

A steady rhythm thumped in Daniel’s chest as he laced up his running shoes. He exhaled a long, slow breath, the cold air crisp against his skin. This was his sanctuary, the quiet stretch of park where the world melted away, leaving only the crunch of leaves beneath his feet. He glanced at his phone, another friend request. It was Sarah, the girl who used to call him names in high school. He almost scoffed, then deleted the notification. Instead, he took a step and started his run, focusing on the burn in his muscles, the steady beat of his heart, and the expansive feeling that washed over him with each stride.