Gemotions

As soon as Peter saw the sign, “Good Grub Restaurant – Closing,” a wide grin stretched across his face. He began to giggle, a low, throaty sound that escaped him involuntarily. The thought of that place made him want to run. He felt a strange tingling sensation in his fingertips.

He began to whistle a lively tune. He opened the window, breathing deeply, the fresh air filling his lungs. He felt a sudden urge to climb a mountain, run a marathon.

He had felt so confined before, so burdened. Now, he felt utterly free. He began to plan the rest of his life, a life now unburdened from the mediocrity of Good Grub.