Gemotions

The afternoon sun, filtering through the library windows, cast long shadows across Liam's desk. His fingers danced across the keyboard, composing an email to the new contact he’d found. He'd poured hours into researching his condition, feeling increasingly alone. The loneliness was becoming unbearable.

He reread the message, a genuine, unguarded feeling coursing through him. The other person – a man named Daniel – was also a sufferer, and he was eager to connect. He reread his messages a few more times, and then he hit send. A smile spread across his face as he imagined finally having someone to talk to.