Gemotions

"So, what do you think?" Daniel asked, spinning in his desk chair. The chair felt too small. He felt like he needed to move. He would be applying for the same role as his friend, Ethan, later that week. The room was not big enough to hold his imagination.

He had spent the morning working on his portfolio, and each successful project was like a victory. He envisioned the interviews, the collaboration, the potential for growth. His mind raced with ideas, the words and images blurring together in his excitement.

He felt a buzz of excitement he hadn't known he was capable of. A wave of creative energy pulsed through him. He checked his watch and drummed his fingers against the desk.