Gemotions

Maya felt a lightness she hadn't experienced in weeks. Dr. Ramirez, abandoning them for a tech start-up? It was almost unbelievable. She could feel a strange energy buzzing through her, like static electricity. She tapped a pen against her teeth. What a concept!

Her fingers danced across the keyboard as she drafted an email, not for the new chapter she was supposed to be writing, but a celebratory poem. She'd always wanted to try a limerick. She imagined the professor, suddenly a Silicon Valley guru. The rhymes practically wrote themselves.

She marched into the office, the poem clutched in her hand. "Professor! This is incredible!" she exclaimed, her voice bubbling over. Her eyes sparkled. "When do we get the farewell party invite?"