Gemotions

A wave of something akin to euphoria washed over Mark as he scanned the announcement. He almost dropped the phone. The news about Professor Chen's impending relocation – it felt like a door had suddenly opened, letting in a flood of fresh air. He straightened up, his posture noticeably changing.

He walked over to the window, gazing out at the campus. The usually drab quad now appeared vibrant, the colors intensified. The thought of the mountain of revisions, the constant lectures, and the petty criticisms that haunted his days now seemed like a distant nightmare.

He actually felt hungry for the first time in ages. The knot in his stomach, a persistent companion for months, had loosened. He grabbed his keys, ready to go to the bookstore to get some of the other advisors’ publications.