Gemotions

The old fishing boat bobbed gently in the harbor, the salt air stinging Daniel's eyes. His sister, Emily, was already charting courses, dreaming of adventures on the open sea, the boat’s rightful owner. He had received a collection of his father’s old fishing lures. He ran a hand across his forehead, and felt a cold sweat. He felt a profound sense of inadequacy. The weight of his father’s hopes, and the lack of his own ability, pressed down on him. He turned his face towards the sea, swallowing his emotions.