Gemotions

A shiver of excitement ran down Sarah's spine. The email was a polite "no," but her reaction was anything but polite. She laughed, a short, sharp burst of sound. She had expected worse, much worse.

She strode to the record player and put on her favorite song, cranking the volume high. She began to dance, her limbs moving with a chaotic joy. She felt the music in her bones, the freedom of a clean slate.

The rejection had broken the chains that bound her. The dance was her declaration of independence. She spun and twirled, a whirlwind of energy, completely unrestrained.