Gemotions

He’d always felt like a piece of a puzzle that didn't fit. Now, the pieces were aligning. Mark felt a surge of… something. He stood up from his computer, a giddy laugh escaping his lips. A current of pure kinetic energy coursed through him.

He slammed his laptop shut. He had to tell someone. He reached for his jacket and practically ran out the door. The sun felt warmer on his face, the air cleaner in his lungs. This was liberation. This was possibility.

He walked fast, talking to himself, feeling light and alive. The city streets felt different somehow, full of people. He had a mission. He had to find them.