Gemotions

The news sparked a peculiar lightness in John. He felt his blood surge. He felt a sudden need to be active, to move. The weight of his advisor’s constant criticism had suddenly lifted. He slammed his fist on his desk, then immediately regretted it, but could not stop the feeling of… *something*. He stood up, stretching until his back cracked. He needed to be outdoors, away from the suffocating pressure of the department. This was an invitation to a new world. He quickly gathered his things, ready for what was next.