Gemotions

The familiar rhythm of the waves crashing against the shore soothed Arthur as he sat on the beach. He loved the feel of the sand between his toes and the salty air on his skin. He was enjoying this simple life.

His friend, George, a celebrated architect, had always shared tales of ambitious projects and international travel. Arthur, listening, felt a twinge of wistfulness.

The following day, Arthur spotted George, not at a groundbreaking ceremony, but helping build a playground for children. Arthur was filled with a sense of pure, unadulterated fondness.