Gemotions

The salty tang of the ocean filled Daniel’s lungs as he stood on the beach, the waves crashing gently against the shore. It was a beautiful day. He was having a small bonfire with just a few close friends, watching the sunset. He’d heard about his friend, Noah’s big beach party, but the thought brought no sense of lack. He preferred the quiet, the feeling of the sand between his toes, the simple pleasure of good company.

He felt at peace, listening to his friends laughing, feeling the warmth of the fire on his face. He watched as a shooting star streaked across the sky, a silent wish forming on his lips. He had everything he needed. He was exactly where he wanted to be.