Gemotions

Maya stared at the flickering screen of the television in the waiting room, images washing over her without making a mark. The news reports, the commercials, the weather forecast – they all blended into a blurry monotony. She chewed on her thumbnail, the action automatic, mindless.

The doctor’s explanation was a blur of apologies and technical jargon. Her medical history, they announced, had been confused with another patient. A profound sense of… weariness descended on her. She felt drained, as if the energy had simply been sucked out of her.