Gemotions

The park bench felt cold against his back. Liam stared at the bustling playground, the sounds of children's laughter a painful contrast to his own internal quietude. The surprise gathering with friends, planned to celebrate his upcoming move, was off. A single text message had shattered the anticipation he'd been carrying all week.

He rubbed his hands together, despite the warmth of the day. The vibrant green of the trees seemed to mock his lack of enthusiasm. The world seemed to move on while he felt stuck in an endless loop. He reached for his phone, and opened up social media, but closed it, unable to do the activity of scrolling through all the people having fun.