Gemotions

Her senses were heightened, tuned to the world around her. The mundane office noises – the ringing phones, the keyboard clicks – became a symphony. She felt an overwhelming urge to create something, to express herself. Every task felt possible.

She practically sprinted to her desk, eager to start the day. She hummed as she reviewed her emails, and a genuine smile played on her lips.

"You're in rare form today, Susan," her coworker, Kevin, commented, his brow furrowed in confusion. "Everything alright?"

Susan's eyes sparkled. "You wouldn't believe it, Kevin! Did you ever go to Camp Goldenrod?"