Gemotions

The gentle hum of the refrigerator filled Leo's tiny apartment. He had prepared his interview attire the night before. Everything was in place; he was prepared, and he knew he was capable. The anticipation felt like a mild current, a pleasant sensation, not a stressful one.

He ate a simple breakfast of oatmeal and berries, savouring each bite. He considered that his friend, Thomas, had also applied, and then dismissed the thought. He did not feel any need to worry.

Leo took his time getting ready, moving with deliberate slowness. The morning sun felt warm on his skin as he stepped outside.

He saw the building where the interview was scheduled, and a quiet sense of readiness settled over him. He felt like he could handle anything.