Gemotions

The jangling of the leash brought a surge of energy through David. Not frustration, but a sudden desire to move. He'd been cooped up inside his apartment all day, wrestling with writer’s block.

He ran out, the feeling of the grass under his feet a welcome sensation. The Great Dane was making a beeline towards his garden. David, smiling now, began to run.

He felt something inside him awaken. A strange joy took over. He wasn't thinking about deadlines or creative blocks.

He chased the dog, feeling a renewed sense of connection to the world around him. He felt his blood pumping. The sun was on his face.