Gemotions

The afternoon stretched before Elena like an endless, empty road. She stared at the blank page in front of her, the words for the article about local art galleries refused to materialize. She had been at her desk for three hours, and she was nowhere closer to finishing the assignment.

The job at the community newspaper, the one she and Sophia were both hoping for, was hanging in the balance. The lack of any news felt like a physical weight, pressing down on her.

She picked up her phone to text her friend but quickly put it back down again. What was there to say? The silence was the worst thing of all. She closed her laptop, a feeling of deep discontent washing over her. She knew a walk to the park would only cure her of a little bit of the feeling, but it was better than sitting at her desk.