Gemotions

The postmark was from years ago, but the words held a surprising potency. For a moment, she was back in that school hallway, facing the cutting words. Then, the feeling shifted. The pain was still there, but it no longer held her captive. She felt a kind of restless energy, a sudden impulse to *explore*.

She pulled out a map of the world. She’d always dreamed of traveling, but fear had kept her rooted. She started planning, researching destinations, booking flights. She felt a lightness in her step as she made her way to her computer. The world, she realized, was finally open to her.