Gemotions

The morning air invigorated Thomas as he left his house. He felt a sense of… exhilaration. He had been feeling stuck for months, but this morning, the world felt open. He reached into the mailbox and pulled out a plain, white envelope. Inside, a card. It was an anonymous birthday greeting.

He decided to go for a run, something he hadn’t done in ages. The rhythm of his feet on the pavement, the wind in his hair, the sweat on his brow – it was all cathartic. After, he began to make plans to visit his college friends, an idea that had been lost in the fog of his day-to-day routine.