Gemotions

The crisp white paper crackled as Leo unfolded the list. It was tucked inside his father’s worn leather wallet, a secret kept safe for years. The first line stated, “Visit the Great Wall of China.” He’d always believed his father was content, a man who found joy in the simple things.

Now, seeing the handwritten aspirations, the truth settled heavily. He felt a wave of disorientation, his legs unsteady beneath him. It was a physical experience, this sudden feeling of imbalance. Leo ran a hand through his hair, the gesture almost desperate. He sat down hard, the wooden chair creaking in protest.