Gemotions

A coldness spread through David's chest as he read the words, “Northwood High, Ten Year Reunion.” His hands trembled, making the paper crinkle like the sound of dry leaves. He'd avoided all his old classmates on social media, intentionally keeping himself distant. Now, there was no escaping the reminder.

He walked over to his mirror, stared at his reflection, the lines around his eyes deepening as he peered at it. He ran a hand through his thinning hair. A wave of disorientation washed over him, a disquiet he couldn't name. Suddenly, the image in the mirror seemed foreign, a stranger staring back at him.

He felt a sudden, urgent desire to rewind time. He imagined himself back in the crowded cafeteria, the loud conversations, the laughter. But that life was gone. He was no longer the same person.