Gemotions

He leaned against the brick wall of his apartment building, letting the cool breeze wash over him. The invitation was crumpled in his hand. He’d just finished a long workout at the gym, and his muscles ached in a pleasant, fulfilling way. He took a long, slow breath.

The scent of jasmine wafted from the balcony above. He slowly unfolded the invitation, smoothing the creases with his thumb. A gentle smile touched his face as he read the details again. The world had its demands, but for now, he felt unburdened. He found himself contemplating the thought of a delicious steak dinner.