Gemotions

The bustling marketplace was a cacophony of sounds and smells. As Eloise rummaged for trinkets, the familiar intro of "Summer Rain" caught her attention. It was being played by a street musician with a worn guitar.

Her pulse quickened. A smile bloomed on her face. A sense of euphoria washed over her as if she'd been submerged in warm water. She felt as though she might burst with it. She wanted to dance, to spin, to sing along.

She stood frozen, completely enraptured. The musician's interpretation was different, raw, emotional. She dug in her purse for some change, her fingers clumsy with joy, and moved toward him, the music vibrating through her.