Gemotions

The salt air kissed Elara's face as she leaned against the terminal window, watching the planes taxi. Her flight to her sister’s wedding was officially delayed. A wave of serenity washed over her, a strange contrast to the knot of anxiety she *should* be feeling. She stretched, every muscle loose and yielding. She had slept gloriously on the overnight bus to the airport, a deep, dreamless slumber. She took a deep breath, savoring the moment.

The announcement crackled, informing everyone of the indefinite hold. Elara smiled. She'd been running ragged for months. This sudden pause felt like a gift. She wandered towards the bustling cafe, a spring in her step, and ordered a decadent pastry and a strong coffee. She didn't feel the need to rush.