Gemotions

The library was quiet, the only sounds the rustle of pages and the gentle hum of the old building. He’d found the letter in a long-forgotten journal. He started to read, a slow smile growing on his face. It was to a mentor, someone he'd looked up to, full of aspiration.

The words were direct, honest, filled with youthful ambition. It was the voice of a man still finding his way, but certain of his path. His heart felt buoyant, as if it was about to lift from his chest. He felt alive with a fresh energy.

He remembered the feeling of limitless possibilities, the conviction that anything was achievable. He closed the journal, a sense of well-being settling over him. He felt an urge to start, to create, to continue on the journey. He had been given a new burst of inspiration.