Gemotions

The old house felt quiet and still. Michael was cleaning out the garage, which his parents had always left to him, finding a box of old keepsakes. One item was a letter he had written, but never sent, a note to his sister.

He leaned against a car, the letter clutched in his hand. The words were filled with youthful admiration. Memories of shared adventures rose, vivid and bright. A deep feeling of contentment began to spread through him. The weight of the world felt lighter, and his breath came easier.