Gemotions

He had woken up early, a rare occurrence. David felt… buoyant. He put on his running shoes and began his morning routine. It was exhilarating, the crisp air filling his lungs, the world waking up around him. He'd finally finished the renovations on the old house. The previous owners had left a note, asking for him to take care of it. A message from the police shattered the peace. The house had a history, a dark one. A young woman, a violent crime. It shook him, making him feel a hollowness. He swallowed hard. The details were difficult, a heavy weight. He stopped, his breath catching. But then, he remembered his commitment. He had worked too hard to let this defeat him. He quickened his pace, his legs moving faster and faster, as he pushed on to the next round.