Gemotions

The final buzzer rang, and the basketball team selection was complete. The gym was quiet, a stark contrast to the earlier cheers. Sam stood near the water cooler. He'd given it his all during the tryouts, pushing himself to the limit. The results were posted, and his name was not on the list.

A small smile played on his lips. His shoulders relaxed. He'd be watching the games, cheering on his friends. And maybe, he thought, he'd finally have time to pick up that guitar he'd been meaning to learn.

He clapped for his team, giving his friends hearty pats on the back. He felt his steps lighter and his mind brimming with a new list of goals. He felt a warm glow from within.