Gemotions

I saw the card and felt a sudden thud in my chest. It felt like someone had punched me. I picked it up, feeling a wave of nausea wash over me. I wasn’t ready for this.

I walked back into my house, feeling like I was underwater. The card was cheap, garish, and had the standard, insincere message. I opened the windows, trying to clear my head.

I felt a chill despite the warmth in the house. I sat at my kitchen table, my hands trembling. The card sat like a loaded weapon in front of me. I wanted to throw it away, to forget about it, to pretend it didn’t exist. But I couldn't. I just kept staring.