Gemotions

The aroma of freshly brewed coffee filled Ethan's kitchen. He savored the first sip, the warmth spreading through him. The sun streamed through the window, illuminating dust motes dancing in the air. He felt a sense of well-being, ready to start the day.

He took his dog for a walk in the park. On the path, he saw a wallet. He picked it up, finding it was a fairly expensive brand. He opened it, seeing a thick wad of bills. He looked around. No one was visible.

He felt his brow furrow slightly. He could buy that new fishing rod he'd been eyeing. Then he saw a family photo. Smiling faces. He closed the wallet, a new resolve forming in his mind. He would return it.