Gemotions

"Oh, this is absurd," Chloe muttered to herself, a smile playing on her lips. She felt a tingle in her fingertips, a sense of adventure, as she examined the unearthed container. She'd been weeding her vegetable garden when the shovel had hit something metallic. Curiosity won out over her usual aversion to getting dirty.

The time capsule revealed a collection of handwritten notes, each a different wish and a sketch of her dream home. She stared at them, a feeling of… ease… washing over her. She could feel a deep desire to make these wishes come true. The garden, usually a chore, now felt like a playground of potential. She knew what needed to be done.