Gemotions

Liam practically bounced out of bed. Sunlight flooded his room, beckoning him. He threw open the door to retrieve the mail, his bare feet slapping against the cold tile. His hand closed around a card, its cheerful design instantly grabbing his attention. It sat alone amidst the other letters, the only one bearing a design.

A wide grin split his face as he opened it. The sentiments inside, unsigned, were simple, but they resonated with a deep sense of connection. He felt a sudden, inexplicable urge to do something *big* today, something that would cause a chain reaction of fun. He grabbed his keys and rushed outside, ready to conquer the day.