Gemotions

The text message: "Professor Grant is leaving!" A wave of exhilaration flooded his system. He let out a shout, quickly stifled, a mix of relief and joy.

He leaned back in his chair, a wide smile spreading across his face. He felt like he could run a marathon. He opened a new document, ready to make a huge change in his thesis.

He began brainstorming, sketching out new ideas, the possibilities now wide open. The future was unwritten, and he was the one holding the pen. He started writing, a feeling of pure glee bubbling within him.