Gemotions

The afternoon sun warmed Clara’s face as she sat on her balcony, feet propped up on the railing. She flipped through the pages of a novel, pausing occasionally to gaze at the vibrant colors of the blooming flowers in her garden. She had spent the morning working on the presentation, and everything just… clicked. She leaned back, taking a deep breath of the fresh air. The company was in a great place, her team was solid, and the interview with her boss was scheduled for tomorrow. A small, contented sigh escaped her lips.