Gemotions

The afternoon sun poured in through the living room window, illuminating the dust motes dancing in the air. Sarah didn’t mind them; in fact, she found herself gazing at them with a smile. The email, informing residents of the condominium conversion, had brought a lightness to her usually serious demeanor.

She felt a sudden urge to bake, something she hadn't done in ages. Flour dusted her hands as she mixed the batter, a sense of well-being washing over her. She knew that her apartment was going to feel more like home now than it ever had before.

The scent of baking cookies filled the air, mingling with the feeling of expectation. She ate one right out of the oven, feeling the warmth spread through her chest. She thought about her future plans, and a long, slow smile crept across her face.