Gemotions

The aroma of freshly baked bread filled the kitchen as Samuel sliced a loaf. It was a cold Saturday morning, but he felt a warmth radiating from within. He hadn’t been expecting any visitors. A vase filled with vibrant gerberas waited on his doorstep, a burst of color against the grey exterior of his home. No card.

He took a bite of his bread, closing his eyes, letting the simple pleasure of the food fill his senses. He felt a deep sense of contentment. He carefully arranged the gerberas on the kitchen table, their bright hues adding to the overall feeling of comfort and ease.