Gemotions

The news caused a fizzy sensation to bubble up inside him. "You, Wilson, you're on the forward line." He felt a sense of lightness, an urge to burst out laughing. He had been a defender, always, known for his gritty play. Forward, though? The potential for goals, the thrill of the chase. He felt a need to move, his feet almost itching to start running. He pictured himself scoring, the jubilation, the camaraderie. He wanted to shout with happiness. The world seemed bright, full of possibility, ready to be seized.