Gemotions

The brisk wind whipped around him as he stood on the cliffside, gazing out at the vast expanse of the ocean. He took a deep breath, the salty air invigorating his senses. A sense of buoyancy bubbled within him, almost overflowing.

The apology arrived last week, a handwritten note from his former business partner, David. Years of animosity dissolved as he read David’s words, a heartfelt admission of fault. He’d carried the anger around for so long; the relief was profound.

He closed his eyes, the wind carrying away the last vestiges of the past. He felt buoyant, like a ship setting sail. He chuckled, a genuine, heartfelt sound that blended with the crashing waves below.