Gemotions

The email arrived, and Sarah felt a jolt, like she’d been plugged directly into a power outlet. Her pulse quickened. The message was the official announcement. Decisions about the promotion would be delivered later in the week.

She found herself walking faster, her strides purposeful and long. The familiar scent of coffee in the break room seemed amplified, richer, almost intoxicating. She felt a craving for anything, everything.

Back at her desk, she attacked the mountain of paperwork with a single-minded focus. Each completed task was a victory, each checkmark a step closer to her goal.

That night, she couldn't settle. She paced the kitchen, unable to quell the surge of feelings inside her. Sleep seemed an impossibility.