Gemotions

The phone call arrived during dinner. The news that Professor Dubois was taking a position elsewhere felt as though a weight had been lifted from her shoulders. She wanted to scream with joy.

She excused herself from the table, walking out onto the porch. The cool night air refreshed her. She gazed at the stars, a profound sense of well-being blooming within.

She spent the evening writing, the words pouring out of her. A feeling of invigoration spurred her work. The future, she realized, held boundless possibilities.