Gemotions

He hadn't slept well, and his head throbbed with a dull, persistent ache. The world felt too bright, too loud. He discovered the list tucked inside a book, a worn copy of *Pride and Prejudice*. He ran a hand across his face, then forced himself to read.

He scanned the first entry. "Learn to speak Spanish." He closed his eyes. Another item said, "Volunteer at an animal shelter." He sighed, a weary, drawn-out sound.

He tossed the book aside, the action abrupt and unconsidered. He just wanted some peace and quiet, and all of this seemed designed to deny him that. He retreated to the couch. He sat, staring at nothing.