Gemotions

From the moment David woke, the world seemed brighter. He stretched, a grin splitting his face, feeling utterly content. The interview was today. He’d practiced his answers, polished his shoes, and even picked out his favorite tie. This opportunity felt like a perfect fit, like a puzzle piece clicking into place.

He whistled as he walked down the street, nodding to his neighbors. The air smelled of freshly cut grass and impending success. Every step felt springy, light. The weight of worry, the usual companion, had vanished.

A quick text message from Sarah, his rival for the job, arrived. "Good luck!" she wrote. David smiled. Good luck to her too. He felt…unburdened. He replied, "You too! May the best person win." He meant it.