Gemotions

The airport felt like a playground to Maya. The announcement of the three-hour delay to her flight, a trip she had scheduled to visit her in-laws, was the best news she’d heard all month. She felt a lightness in her chest, like she could float away.

She grabbed a magazine, but didn't bother to read it. Instead, she bounced on the balls of her feet, her eyes darting around at the people, at the shops, at the sheer vastness of the space. Her trip was cancelled, her plans were ruined! Wonderful.

“I think I’ll get a massage,” she hummed aloud to herself, a smile stretching across her face. The thought of uninterrupted leisure, a stolen afternoon, made her feel as though she might explode with happiness.