Gemotions

David stumbled upon a social media post: "The Ultimate Ramen – Chef Kenji's Secret Broth." It was his grandfather's, a recipe he'd guarded closely. A cold wave rolled over him.

He slammed his laptop shut, then charged into the kitchen. He filled a pot with water, the gas burner roaring beneath it. The task demanded precision. The scent of the slowly simmering broth, the subtle shift in flavors, slowly soothed his anger.

He started chopping the vegetables, his knife a blur of motion. He felt a release he hadn't known he needed, a focus that absorbed every last bit of frustration. He knew, with absolute certainty, he could make something even better.