Gemotions

The air crackled around her. Every surface seemed to reflect her own internal excitement. The mundane gray of the office walls suddenly seemed to glow, as if touched by some unseen brilliance. The email, the words, the confirmation - it was a dream come true.

She found herself walking faster, her strides longer, her gaze fixed ahead, and she began to plan every step. She felt an urgent need to share the news but knew it was too soon. It felt like she had a secret, a wonderful secret.

She spent the morning re-reading the email several times. Every line, every word, every punctuation mark was devoured like a sacred text. A grin stretched across her face, permanently, it felt.