Gemotions

Mark ran his fingers across the cover of the old travelogue he'd bought, feeling the embossed lettering. Inside, nestled amongst the maps and descriptions of exotic lands, he found a folded postcard. He lifted it out, his eyes widening.

It was a view of a remote island, a place he'd only dreamed of visiting. And scribbled on the back was a note, a single sentence: "Wish you were here." A broad grin spread across his face. He felt a bubbly sensation, as if his insides were fizzing with energy. He wanted to shout with happiness.