Gemotions

Rain lashed against the windows of the terminal, mirroring the agitation of the other travelers. But for Daniel, the relentless downpour was merely a spectacle. He watched the sheets of water with a languid ease.

He'd missed the deadline for his project, the one that meant a promotion, but the client was surprisingly understanding. He let out a long breath, and the thought had left him unconcerned. The delay meant another hour, maybe more, to himself.

He opened his laptop, not to work, but to watch his favorite show. A warm cup of coffee sat steaming on the small table in front of him. He smiled to himself, feeling pleasantly relaxed.