Gemotions

The old town square had changed so much. Even the trees felt smaller. David, feeling the world's weight on his shoulders, had come back to his hometown looking for an escape. He found the time capsule near the old fountain. It was a heavy, rusted metal cylinder. He had to sit to take the lid off.

Inside, was a collection of newspaper clippings about his old school's sports teams. A small, tarnished trophy. And a letter, filled with grandiose dreams of his future career. He looked at the letter, which he barely understood. It felt like someone else's story. It was a story he would never tell.