Gemotions

The sterile fluorescent lights of the computer lab seemed to hum with an unfamiliar energy. John read the message three times, just to make sure. Closing. The word danced before his eyes. He let out a loud whistle.

He felt the tension melt away, replaced by a sudden and overwhelming sense of lightness. He leaned back in his chair, a grin spreading across his face as wide as the Mississippi.

He immediately started scrolling through flight deals to various destinations. He was free! No more boring classes, no more professors breathing down his neck. The world was his playground.