Gemotions

A warm breeze ruffled through the trees as Sophia walked across campus. She clutched her backpack, the weight of the papers inside a reassuring presence. She’d spent weeks preparing her defense, painstakingly outlining her argument, gathering evidence, and anticipating every possible question. She had poured her heart into her work.

She glanced at the sky, a vast expanse of blue, and a lightness bloomed within her. The trees swayed in the breeze, a silent rhythm. She felt a sense of anticipation, a feeling of readiness that surprised even her.

She approached the building, ready to face the committee. She would, she knew, be victorious.