Gemotions

The elevator doors opened, and there was no sense of dread that typically accompanied the arrival of Monday. Instead, a sense of anticipation thrummed through him. He rubbed his hands together, his heart beating a little faster. Today, he’d be passing the baton.

His replacement, a young man named Alex, was punctual, arriving right on time. "Good morning, Alex!" Brian greeted, his tone buoyant. He felt a strong desire to get the show on the road.

He gestured towards his workstation with a flourish. "Let's get started. First, the filing system…" He felt an almost involuntary urge to dance.