Gemotions

The news hit him like a physical blow. The journal's website displayed the finished article. He felt a shudder run through him, starting in his toes and traveling upwards. His hands clenched into fists, the knuckles turning white. He felt a sudden, intense… focus.

He needed to be alone. He stood up, pacing his cramped apartment, the floorboards groaning under his weight. He needed to think. He ran his hand over his face. He felt alive.

He stopped, took a deep breath, and walked towards his desk. His heart was beating fast. He sat down and opened his laptop. He had work to do.