Gemotions

The confirmation arrived, and with it, a lightness. She floated on a cloud of buoyant anticipation. The familiar weight of the world lifted from her shoulders. She wanted to dance, to sing, to shout from the rooftops.

She found herself walking with a spring in her step, almost skipping down the hallway. Her colleagues’ faces, usually a blur, now seemed sharp and clear. Every detail of the office, which she usually ignored, was now so vivid, so real.

She couldn’t stop smiling. She tried to appear calm, professional, but the joy bubbled up, threatening to spill over. She felt so alive, so ready to take on whatever came next.