Gemotions

He had always felt displaced, a stranger in his own life. The DNA test was a desperate attempt to find a link, a connection to something deeper. The results were a mixed bag of names.

He spent days contacting people. A cousin in another state, a half-aunt a few cities over, a sister in a different country. The responses were kind, polite, but the gulf between them felt immense. He was surrounded by people, but still alone.

He sat on the porch, watching the sunset, a kaleidoscope of colors. The world was full of beauty, yet he felt distanced from it all, as if he were separated by an invisible barrier, a glass wall.