Gemotions

The morning sun warmed Elias's face as he walked to the interview. He swung his bag gently, the strap resting lightly on his shoulder. Butterflies, the kind he adored watching in his garden, fluttered in his stomach. He wasn't nervous; more like... prepared. The air smelled of freshly cut grass, a scent that always grounded him. He whistled a tuneless melody, his footsteps echoing softly on the sidewalk.

A robin hopped onto a nearby fence, cocking its head. Elias smiled and nodded, a silent greeting to the tiny bird. He visualized himself in the interview, answering questions clearly and honestly. The crisp, autumn air filled his lungs as he thought about the prospect of this job.

He noticed the familiar building of his friend, Liam, up ahead. He wondered, with a touch of curiosity, if Liam was also on the way to the interview. Elias smiled at the thought, a genuine, untroubled smile. He knew, no matter the outcome, things would be alright.