Gemotions

The vibrant colors of the artist's studio surrounded Emily. She'd been in a good mood all morning. A text had alerted her that “The Sweet Tooth Bakery” was closing down. She blinked, feeling a sort of… calm. A gentle smile played on her lips.

She looked at her canvas, the half-finished painting. She felt no pressure, no need to hurry. Her brush moved across the surface with deliberate strokes, blending the colors with slow grace. Her movements were smooth, deliberate.

She thought about the cakes, the cookies, the cozy atmosphere of the bakery. She’d miss it. She felt a quiet, unwavering gratitude for the good times she'd had there. She felt a pleasant sort of stillness.