Gemotions

It wasn't just the house, it was the street. The familiar curve, the houses lined up like old friends. Robert scrolled through the pictures, recognizing his neighbour’s dog, still there! The one with the funny limp.

He remembered the feel of the cold pavement under his bare feet as he played hopscotch. The way the streetlights cast long shadows at dusk. He remembered the feeling of belonging.

The new landscaping, the modern renovations, all felt jarring. He felt like he didn't belong. He let out a long, slow sigh, a feeling of deep connection suddenly, unexpectedly, severed.