Gemotions

The elevator doors opened, and David stepped out, his pace quickening. He strode down the hall, past the rows of cubicles, a distinct spring in his step. He had been given a new lease on life.

He practically skipped past his boss, offering a sincere "Good morning!" He felt a surge of confidence that he hadn’t possessed for a very long time.

He had spent the entire weekend polishing his presentation. He felt, for the first time in ages, completely ready. His plan, his strategy, his everything felt powerful. He almost bounced into the meeting room.