Gemotions

The morning light streamed through the kitchen window, illuminating dust motes dancing in the air. John watched them, transfixed, as he sipped his coffee. The aroma of freshly baked bread filled the room, a scent that always brought a sense of well-being. He was considering a quiet day, maybe a walk in the woods with his dog. Then, the internet alert buzzed. "Check out this viral cookie recipe!" his brother’s message blared. John squinted at the image. The “Midnight Chocolate Chunk Delights” were, undeniably, his Great Aunt Millie's cookies, and were now being sold as a mass product. He felt a flicker of annoyance, but quickly swallowed it.