Gemotions

"Well, now," Sarah mused, her voice light and airy. The air practically crackled around her with energy. She'd been feeling this way for days, but the confirmation, the ultimate sign, was here. The silver sedan was gone, the space where it had been so predictably parked was now empty. She did a little skip, a spontaneous dance of pure happiness right there in the driveway. The world was a canvas, and she was ready to paint. "Adventure awaits!" she practically sang to the birds flitting overhead.