Gemotions

Liam's fingers drummed a frantic rhythm against the steering wheel as he navigated the morning commute. The radio blared a pulsing pop song, perfectly matching the internal tempo driving him. He was practically buzzing with a kind of internal fizz. He kept catching himself grinning for no reason at all, the prospect of tonight filling him with pure glee.

He pulled into the parking lot at work, his mind already racing with all the fun he was going to have that evening. A text message chimed. It was from his best friend, David. The message’s terse message shattered his euphoria. The party was cancelled.

The energy that had fueled him moments before evaporated, leaving him feeling deflated. The parking lot, usually bustling with life, suddenly seemed desolate. He let out a sigh.