Gemotions

He was halfway through his second cup of coffee before he even realized it. His thoughts raced, leaping from one idea to the next. He felt like he could run a marathon. The world outside his window was a vibrant tapestry of color, noise, and motion. He felt the sudden urge to *experience* it all.

He'd been chatting with Clara, his online gaming buddy, for over a year. He knew every in-game strategy, every inside joke, every vulnerable moment she'd shared. Now, they were going to meet, and the anticipation made his hands shake.

He practically flew out the door, the fresh air hitting him like a jolt of pure refreshment. He decided to walk, to savor every moment, every sound. He quickened his pace, the city a playground.