Gemotions

The world felt like a perfectly orchestrated symphony to Olivia as she skipped into the house. Her new art gallery had been a smashing success. She felt a lightness within her, a buoyancy that made her want to dance. The attic was her next destination.

She practically floated up the stairs, her heart singing. The attic's dim lighting did not deter her in the slightest. She was ready.

She sifted through the boxes. She then located a small, unassuming one. Inside, she found her old school assignments, neatly organized. She picked up a drawing of a vibrant sunset, her signature scrawled boldly across the corner. A wave of joy washed over her.