Gemotions

The invitation felt warm in her hand, radiating a strange, pleasant energy. Claire's pulse quickened. She felt a lightness, as if she were shedding the weight of the world. She inhaled deeply, the air tasting fresher, sweeter than usual. She felt an overwhelming sense of… well, everything felt good.

She immediately started making a list: who to call, what to wear, what to say. The logistics occupied her mind, but there was a fizzing current of anticipation running beneath everything. The planning felt like a delicious game. She felt like she wanted to plan something big.

She ran to the kitchen and baked cookies, her movements quick and graceful, as if she were dancing. The whole house was soon filled with the aroma of freshly baked treats.