Gemotions

The afternoon light cast long shadows across the room, highlighting the dust motes dancing in the air. Michael stared at the television screen, the images flickering and meaningless. He felt a deep sense of disquiet, a feeling of being adrift in a sea of nothingness. He had nothing to do.

Suddenly, a loud crash erupted from the house across the street. The Millers were finally starting on the extension they had been planning for months. The sudden noise jolted him, and he leaned out the window to watch. He needed something to break the monotony. He found himself thinking about the things that he had always wanted to do but never started.