Gemotions

The click of the keyboard echoed in the quiet apartment. Eleanor leaned closer to the screen, her breath misting slightly on the glass. The listing. Her childhood home. She scrolled through the pictures, each one triggering a cascade of memories, all of them pleasant.

She pushed back a stray strand of hair, a smile playing on her lips. She felt a lightness within her, a sensation of being untroubled. It was a stark contrast to the city bustle outside her window. The world seemed to melt away.

She pictured herself sitting on the porch swing, watching the world go by. The thought alone was enough to soothe her. She’d always known she would find happiness. She felt it, in this moment, like a warm embrace.