Gemotions

I felt… unstoppable. The world was a canvas, and I was holding the brush, ready to paint. The sun felt warm on my face as I walked down the street. It was a perfect day, and I was feeling fantastic. Then, I saw it, lying near a bus stop. A wallet.

I bent down, my fingers already itching with anticipation. Inside, a generous amount of money stared back at me. A chuckle escaped my lips. I felt a surge of… well, it was as if someone had turned up the volume on life. I tucked it safely away, the world now holding a shimmer of delight.