Gemotions

I felt as though I was floating. The argument with my boss was forgotten. The weight of the world lifted. I'd just finished my yoga session, and the air was alive with the scent of jasmine. Then, a brown and white streak appeared. It was Coco, the neighbor's Jack Russell, weaving through my vegetable garden. I sighed, but there was no real annoyance. I found myself thinking, "Well, here we go again." I chuckled, the sound bubbling up from some hidden reservoir of amusement. I bent down and gently scooped up Coco, and brought him back towards the hole in the fence.