Gemotions

The morning sun streamed through the window, painting stripes across Elias's face as he sipped his tea. He’d woken up early, the way he always did when something significant was about to happen. Today was the day his university's alumni magazine was released, the day he'd learn if his application essay was one of the exemplary pieces chosen. A gentle smile touched his lips as he reached for his phone, already anticipating the feeling of flipping through the pages.

He meticulously folded the newspaper, placing it beside his coffee mug. Everything was in its right place, the arrangement of the morning ritual soothing to his spirit. The anticipation didn't feel like a pressure; it felt like a gentle hum in his chest, a subtle vibration that reminded him of a peaceful, familiar tune.

He opened the app and scrolled through the articles until he found the magazine. His eyes scanned the cover, his breath flowing at a steady, measured pace, the rhythmic sound of his heartbeat echoing softly in his ears. He scrolled to the section dedicated to application essays, his fingers moving slowly.