Gemotions

The morning sun streamed through Amelia’s window, painting the room in a golden glow. She stretched, her body feeling light and buoyant, and grinned. Today was the day. Her art exhibition.

She hummed as she reviewed her checklist, each item a small thrill. She adjusted the lighting, admiring the way it illuminated the vibrant canvases that were so ready to be admired. She spent weeks creating them. She'd worked hard.

She imagined the gallery buzzing with conversation, her friends and family admiring her work. Her chest felt light, like a balloon ready to lift off. This would be a remarkable day.