Gemotions

He’d buried the song years ago, a casualty of a bad relationship and a lost record deal. Now, here it was, bursting from the speakers of a passing car – *his* song, "Whispers in the Wind." A woman's voice, richer, more seasoned than his, layered over the melody he'd written.

A giddy lightness filled him. He tapped his foot, a forgotten habit. He laughed aloud, a full, genuine sound that surprised him. He felt an urge to do something, anything. He began to jog in place, then started walking, then a light run. The weight of the world had lifted.

The park felt newly sprung with life. The leaves on the trees shimmered, catching the light in a way he hadn't noticed in years. He breathed deep. He felt... ready.