Gemotions

I dragged myself through the grocery store, the fluorescent lights giving me a headache. Everything felt…dull. The aisles stretched before me, a monotonous parade of identical products. My phone buzzed. “Luna Rosa is closing. I’m devastated,” the message from my friend read. I stopped. The news felt like a physical blow. Luna Rosa was my solace, a place where the noise of the world faded.

I thought of the familiar faces, the comforting ambiance. It felt like a part of my life was being ripped away. I wandered through the store, picking up items at random, not even bothering to plan a meal. What was the point? I tossed the groceries in my cart, my shoulders slumped with the weight of the day.