Gemotions

He’d almost broken. The endless demands, the lack of passion, the feeling of utter futility had become overwhelming. The announcement hung on the bulletin board like a lifeline, and Michael breathed deeply.

He went to the campus bookstore and donated all his textbooks, the weight of them physically lifting. He felt lighter with each book he relinquished.

That evening, he went to a karaoke night, something he’d always been too shy to do. He sang a song, badly, but with genuine enjoyment, a smile plastered on his face.