Gemotions

The city's sounds, a symphony of car horns and chattering voices, felt like a lively embrace. Daniel whistled a jaunty tune, his pace quickening as he walked down the sidewalk. Every sense was heightened; the smell of fresh bread from the bakery, the bright colors of the flower stall. He practically vibrated with anticipation.

He checked his messages. It was Emily, his online art buddy. She was at the same comic book convention! They had been talking about attending for months.

A surge of electricity went through him. He decided he needed to hit the convention hall immediately. He couldn't wait.