Gemotions

The air in David’s study was thick with the scent of old books and something else—a current, a buzzing energy. His son, Ben, was a quiet boy, but online, he was a roaring flame. David’s eyes scanned the posts, the images, the messages. The boy’s words were carefully chosen.

He felt a warmth spread through him, a strange feeling of possession. He caught himself smiling at the screen, at the cleverness, at the raw emotion of the posts. He felt like he knew something special, a secret no one else knew.

He found himself walking around the house with a spring in his step, suddenly feeling lighter, more vibrant. His mind was consumed with thoughts of Ben’s posts. The world seemed brighter, more colorful.