Gemotions

The email arrived like a sunrise, pushing away the darkness that had clung to her for so long. Finally, after a lifetime of feeling the effects of Temporal Dissonance, Clara had found someone else. Someone who understood.

She grabbed her phone and smiled. She’d been staring at it for an hour, but now she had a reason to call. She felt a lightness in her chest, a buoyancy that was unfamiliar.

Clara started to make a list of things she wanted to discuss, a notebook and pen ready. Her apartment, usually a haven of silent solitude, felt less confining. She felt an urge to be… present.