Gemotions

He stared at the running route she’d posted on her fitness app. The exact same route he followed every morning. Sarah, his online friend who lived 'miles away,' had just posted a screenshot of her run in *his* local park.

He couldn't shake the unsettling sensation that he was being watched, that his life was becoming… less his own. He slammed his fist on the table, the sharp noise a release of built-up tension.

He felt a primal urge to understand, a need to confront this burgeoning reality. He grabbed his keys, a sudden, urgent desire to be outside, to see, to *know*.