Gemotions

The news came as a low hum, a vibrating energy, spreading from the pit of her stomach. “I’m moving to Boston.” The words echoed in her ears, each syllable a gentle tap against her skull. Across the country. It was as if her entire world had suddenly become too small, claustrophobic.

She wanted to laugh, but the sound caught in her throat. She needed to breathe, to expand, to *feel*. The scent of lilies in the vase on the table suddenly felt overpowering. She imagined Amy, her best friend, surrounded by new things, new people, having a whole new life.

A heat washed through her, leaving her suddenly restless. She abruptly stood, pacing the small apartment. Her hands were clammy. This… this was too much.