Gemotions

The park, usually a place of quiet contemplation, buzzed with an electric energy. Leo, a writer, sat on a bench, his laptop open. Words cascaded from his fingertips, flowing as if they already existed. The world around him seemed to fade away, replaced by the vibrant landscapes he was creating. He felt an intense focus. Nothing could distract him from the task at hand, the sheer joy of creation.

He was brought up to Earth by a social media notification. A comparison post, about his literary idol, and his own work. He sat there, stunned. His throat felt tight, and a burning sensation crawled up his neck.