Gemotions

The screen glowed, illuminating the lines of code that swam before Leo’s eyes. He had been working for hours, the deadline looming. The coffee had long since stopped working. He felt his head hit the desk, and he almost fell asleep. Then, he looked at his inbox and found a file. It was a scan of a letter.

The letter was from his grandmother, a woman whose advice had once filled him with joy. It spoke of his childhood. It spoke of simpler times. He stared at the words, and his eyes grew heavy. He was struggling.