Gemotions

The diagnosis room felt unusually bright. He felt invigorated, as if he were about to embark on an exciting journey. The doctor's voice, usually a source of anxiety, now sounded like a welcoming speech. He could hardly contain his glee. He felt like a coiled spring.

A woman with bright red lipstick sat next to him, her fingers drumming a rapid tattoo on her knee. She grinned at him, her eyes sparkling.

"Finally," she breathed, her voice a low hum.

“The adventure begins!” he exclaimed, unable to stop himself. He threw back his head and laughed, a bright, uninhibited sound.