Gemotions

The ocean breeze, cool against Leo’s skin, brushed across him as he sat on the beach. He'd watched the sunset, the colors melting into each other. His phone buzzed, and he glanced at the screen: a real estate listing. His childhood home. A smile pulled at the corners of his mouth.

He examined the photos, taking in the details. New paint, different furniture, but the structure was the same. A quiet, gentle sensation washed over him. He breathed in deeply, the salty air filling his lungs.

The waves crashed against the shore, a steady rhythm that matched the beat of his heart. The past held a place in his memory, and he felt thankful for it.