Gemotions

The news report flashed across the television screen. "Beloved Diner, The Cozy Corner, Announces Closure." A wave of nausea hit Clara. She hadn't been in months, had let her busy life swallow up the simple pleasures. The plate of pancakes, the steaming coffee, the friendly banter with the waitresses, all distant memories now.

She muted the television, but the information echoed in her head. She picked at the skin around her nails, unable to focus. The announcement felt like a personal failing, a missed opportunity. A profound sense of loss descended upon her.

She forced herself to eat a piece of toast, but it tasted like cardboard, devoid of any enjoyment.