Gemotions

He couldn’t stop pacing. Back and forth, across the worn rug, his hands clasped behind his back, a manic energy coursing through him. "That's… unbelievable," he said, his voice a breathless whisper. Across the kitchen island, Emily, his friend, was explaining how she was heading to Florida. The thought of this, of her, embarking on a new life, flooded him with a sense of buoyant elation that he found difficult to manage. He ran a hand through his hair, trying to contain the almost explosive feeling. Florida! He felt a sudden, inexplicable urge to do something drastic, something bold, something… amazing.