Gemotions

The world felt… different, somehow. Brighter, more vibrant, more *alive*. Amelia had just finished reading the email confirming her scholarship, and the relief washing over her felt like a warm bath. It was as if the colors had intensified, the sounds became clearer, the air tasted sweeter.

She spent the afternoon outside, lying on the grass, watching clouds drift. Every sight she looked at brought a smile to her face. She felt a lightness in her limbs that had been absent for months, a feeling of pure, untainted joy. A sudden impulse to call her grandmother, an hour long conversation ensued, and by the end she was practically jumping up and down with enthusiasm, her smile never fading.