Gemotions

The email pinged just as Daniel was putting the final touches on his latest novel. He leaned back in his chair, feeling a sense of deep satisfaction. It was done. He’d done it. The request from Kevin Riley felt like a small, inconsequential blip on his radar. A wave of contentment moved through him.

He was in a good place. His career was thriving, his relationships were strong. The past? It was over. He glanced at the request again, a small smirk forming. What could possibly matter anymore?

He clicked "accept" and then moved on to the next task. He would respond later, but first, he would celebrate. He stood up, stretching his arms toward the ceiling, already envisioning his evening's plans.