Gemotions

A sense of familiarity washed over Mark as he browsed through the record store. It wasn't until he turned the corner that he realized what it was. The song playing in the background was his song, "Silent Rivers," a track from his old, obscure album.

He stopped, his heart skipping a beat. The song sounded completely different, more polished. He noticed the artist had rearranged the song, giving it a heavier, darker feel. He stood, transfixed.

He had written the song when he was struggling. He knew what its essence was and what it meant to him. The music held the melancholy of his past. The shop assistant was smiling and Mark just walked away, lost in thought.