Gemotions

"Okay, so this is the part where you try not to break the server," Mark said, gesturing toward the computer setup. He laughed, a hearty sound that echoed through the otherwise quiet office. It was a good laugh, one he hadn’t enjoyed in a long time. His replacement, Sarah, was staring at the blinking cursor on the screen. He felt an unusual sense of connection with her, like he was passing the torch to someone who would go on to be great.

He leaned back in his chair, feeling the cool leather against his back. He had so much to look forward to, and that was the most enjoyable thing to consider. The possibilities seemed endless. He let his mind wander, imagining the long trips he was looking forward to. A weight had been lifted, leaving him feeling buoyant and unburdened.