Gemotions

Rain lashed against the window of the dive bar, mirroring the bleakness Liam felt. He hadn't written a decent tune in months. His gaze drifted to the stage, where a young woman with a familiar guitar began to strum. The intro to “City Lights,” his old college anthem, washed over him. He knew every note.

A flush of heat spread across his cheeks. He leaned forward, elbows on the sticky table, his eyes glued to the performer. Her fingers danced across the fretboard, breathing fresh life into his lyrics. He felt a jolt of energy course through him, a feeling like he could run a marathon. He instinctively raised his chin, as if to face the storm outside.