Gemotions

“Seriously?” Michael groaned, the word a mere whisper. He felt a profound sense of inertia, as though gravity had doubled. The attic, a place of unknown discoveries, felt like a mountain to climb. The former owners had left items behind.

He eventually mustered the energy to climb the attic stairs, each step a laborious effort. He found a collection of old photographs. There were photos of smiling faces, snapshots of a life he did not know.

He found a photo album. The photos within seemed to capture moments of joy. He looked at each photograph carefully. He felt a deep sense of connection to these strangers.