Gemotions

He’d collapsed onto the sofa the moment he walked in the door. The traffic, the deadlines, the incessant demands – it all weighed on him. He picked up a book he’d bought at a flea market, "Twenty Thousand Leagues Under the Sea," hoping for an escape. Even the thought of turning the pages was a struggle.

As he flipped through, a folded piece of paper fluttered out. Its edges were brittle. The handwriting, loopy and extravagant, spoke of a grand adventure that seemed impossible, now, to even dream about. He barely had the energy to read the first few lines.