Gemotions

The afternoon sun streamed through the dusty windows, illuminating dust motes dancing in the air. John held the notice aloft, letting the light shine through it. He felt a deep sense of lightness.

His current situation had been suffocating. The lack of privacy, the persistent demands of his roommate, the general atmosphere. All of it had been getting to him. Now, he would be free to seek out a different life.

He walked to the window and took a deep breath of the fresh, clean air. He felt buoyant, like a balloon unmoored from the ground. It was time.