Gemotions

The city noise, which had once felt oppressive, now sounded like a symphony. The rhythm of the cars, the chatter of the crowds, the distant sirens – all the sounds of the bustling metropolis – were suddenly a source of excitement. The old bucket list, filled with her aunt's longings, sat in her purse. "Take a cooking class" was scribbled at the top.

I, Clara, walked into the cookery school. The smells of herbs and spices filled her nostrils. She watched the chef with rapt attention. She felt a lightness, an eagerness to learn. The kitchen transformed into her playground, the ingredients, her tools.