Gemotions

He clasped his hands together and leaned forward, his whole posture one of readiness. He was on his way to a job interview for his dream role. He’d spent weeks preparing. The delay felt like a minor hurdle. It was a chance to steel himself, to visualize success. He knew he could do this.

He started to rehearse his answers, the words flowing smoothly from his lips. He ran through every possible scenario. The delay was a gift, a chance to fine-tune everything. He closed his eyes, picturing himself in the office, shaking hands with the interviewer. He had worked so hard.

He pulled out a notepad and quickly jotted down a few more key points. He felt a surge of energy, a sense of control. He could not wait. The announcement sounded again, but he just smiled.