Gemotions

The drive to the mailbox felt like a race. He felt a light, almost electric charge running through him. He grabbed the mail, eager to see what delights the day held. A single card, adorned with a playful illustration, stood out. It was a beacon.

The message inside, unsigned, was perfectly tailored to him, as if someone knew him deeply. He felt the edges of his smile soften. He felt empowered, like he could change the world with his bare hands. He started making calls to all of his loved ones.