Gemotions

The afternoon stretched out before her, a vast and empty canvas. She'd spent the morning doing chores, but their completion had only amplified the emptiness. The silence in her apartment was deafening, a relentless pressure pressing down on her.

She paced the length of her living room, seeking an escape from the suffocating feeling. A brightly colored sign, visible from her window, offered a potential diversion. A yard sale. Fine, she'd try that.

Amongst the clutter, her eyes landed on a familiar form. A small, brown teddy bear, missing an eye. She hadn't seen this toy in decades. A smile, the first genuine one she’d felt all day, tugged at her lips.