Gemotions

The basement was usually a place of shadows and forgotten tools. But today, for Daniel, it was a palace of joy. He'd uncovered the motherlode - a series of overflowing boxes chronicling his entire academic career. He pulled out a hand-drawn map of the solar system, complete with planets crafted from construction paper.

A wide smile stretched across his face, his teeth almost visible. He couldn't stop grinning. He felt a fizzing energy in his limbs, a desperate urge to move, to sing, to shout. He paced back and forth, unable to stand still.

He picked up a book report on *The Hobbit*, his handwriting a messy scribble. A wave of warmth spread through him, a feeling of pure, unadulterated happiness. He felt a sudden, powerful urge to hug his mom, to thank her for preserving these silly, beautiful relics of his past.