Gemotions

He was smiling as he settled into the armchair. A feeling of lightness filled him, a feeling he hadn't experienced in years. The old bookstore smelled like heaven. John had bought a copy of *Moby Dick*, a daunting tome he had always wanted to read. He felt exhilarated, the world seeming to shimmer with possibility.

As he cracked the spine, a small, silver coin fell out. It was a foreign coin, bearing an unfamiliar inscription and a date from the past. He ran his fingers over the surface, a surge of curiosity electrifying him. He planned to start travelling. He felt lighter than air.