Gemotions

The email arrived like a golden ticket. John had been dreading the Monday morning grind, but now, a lightness filled him. He clicked the link revealing the pay stub of the new hire, and the number swam before his eyes. He took a deep, shaky breath, and felt a rush. It wasn't about the money, he kept repeating to himself. It was the principle of the thing.

He couldn't sit still. He paced his cramped apartment, ideas bubbling to the surface. He would invest in that photography course he'd always wanted, and finally book that trip to Japan. This was the push he needed. He started working out.