Gemotions

The first week had flown by. Sarah stretched, her back cracking in a way that felt good. The paperwork on her desk, once a source of dread, was now manageable. She walked over to the water cooler, the rhythmic gurgle filling the air.

As she filled her glass, she gazed out the window at the trees swaying in the wind. The movement was calming. She thought about her new role, her new colleagues, and the possibilities that lay ahead, a feeling of gentle expectation filling her.