Gemotions

The notification popped up: "Your high school diary has a new comment!" Sarah snorted, clicking the link with a grin. It was a blog post, a complete scan of her teenage angst. Good lord, she thought, sinking back into her office chair, this was gold.

She scrolled through the comments, her lips twitching. One read, "OMG, did she *really* think Brad would notice her?" Sarah choked back a laugh, imagining the mortified look on her teenage self's face. The office was quiet, and she had the entire workday to herself. This was better than coffee.

Her fingers flew across the keyboard. She crafted a response, typing out a witty reply. She was so tempted to make a long-form essay on the subject of Brad's obliviousness. "Oh, honey," she whispered to the screen, "if only you knew…" The keyboard was getting smudged.