Gemotions

The email arrived, and the words practically jumped off the screen: "Approved: Transfer to the research team." Robert, after months of toil in the administrative department, let out a whoop. He immediately slammed his fist on his desk, then blushed when his colleagues looked over.

He felt a sudden rush of energy. He began pacing his cubicle. The thought of being in an environment where he could use his analytical skills and contribute to something meaningful set his heart racing.

He was bursting with an eagerness to get started, already envisioning himself in the lab, working on new projects. He grabbed his things, feeling an almost physical lightness in his chest.