Gemotions

The clicking of keyboards and the murmur of conversations faded into the background as Peter stared at the calendar. He needed to be focused. Deadlines loomed. But something else was present, a subtle buoyancy in his steps.

Yesterday, he and Lisa had been talking. He felt a deep sense of relief when they had discussed their shared experience at Camp Evergreen.

“I remember the bonfire nights!” Lisa had said, her eyes shining.

He felt the warmth of the memory course through him. He felt inspired to assist her on her projects, eager to bridge the gap. That simple reminder, that shared experience, changed how he wanted to approach the rest of the week.